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imagine I’d have any reason to stick around some
     Keeper’s lair.”
    “‘Lair’?” Anika’s laughter joined Sarah’s. “Oooh, maybe you’ll find a dragon.”
    “If the Keepers have added dragons to their arsenal, I think we’re in trouble.” Sarah
     pulled away from her friend but beckoned Anika to the door. “Come on. I need to hand-sharpen
     my daggers before I go off to live a life of danger and excitement.”
    “I’d take a dragon over a wraith any day,” Anika remarked as they left the classroom.
     “A dragon might be big and fire-breathing, but at least it has flesh and bone that
     you can stick a sword into.”
    “Good point.” Sarah smiled, but her chest constricted.
    Whatever was locked up in Castle Tierney was important enough that the Keepers had
     tried to prevent their enemies from discovering both the location of the hiding place
     and what was hidden. Would Sarah climb the stone walls only to stumble upon a monster?
     Something worse?
    Shrugging away the gooseflesh that crawled up her arms, Sarah stowed her trepidation.
     There was no sense of being afraid of what she’d find in the Keeper fortress until
     she actually found it.
    “There you are.” Jeremy smiled in relief as he ran up to meet Sarah and Anika.
    “Oh, good,” Anika said. “You might be able to talk her out of this.”
    “Just drop it, Anika.” Sarah felt renewed annoyance with her friend. The issue was
     settled, and all Sarah wanted was for Anika to leave it alone.
    “I . . . uh . . .” Jeremy’s gaze shifted from Anika to Sarah. “I was hoping we could
     talk before you left.”
    “Uh-huh.” Anika smirked. “You two
talk
. I’ll get out of here.”
    Anika stalked off and Sarah offered Jeremy an apologetic smile.
    “She only did it because she cares about you,” Jeremy said.
    “I know,” Sarah told him. “But I’m still pissed.”
    Jeremy laughed, but then he rubbed the back of his neck, obviously on edge. “So, um,
     can we go somewhere? So we can talk alone?”
    “Sure.” Sarah felt her pulse jump up a couple of notches. “Your room? It’s closest.”
    Jeremy nodded. He took Sarah’s hand as they walked down the hall. Sarah wasn’t sure
     she liked it—at least not when other Searchers could see them. She worried that it
     might make her look frightened, and she didn’t want any of her fellow warriors to
     think she was having second thoughts about taking on the mission.
    Fortunately, they made it to Jeremy’s room without any awkward encounters.
    Once they were inside and the door was closed, Jeremy grabbed Sarah and kissed her
     hard. It wasn’t unpleasant, but the kiss caught Sarah off guard. Under normal circumstances,
     Jeremy wasn’t so aggressive. This kiss wanted to devour her. Sarah responded as best
     she could, though her mind was reeling.
    Where does he want to take this?
    Jeremy broke from the kiss. “Sorry. I’ve been wanting to do that ever since we got
     back from the mission. And you’ve been busy.”
    “Yeah. The debriefing took a while.” Sarah disentangled herself from Jeremy’s arms
     and crossed the room, unintentionally putting herself beside his bed.
    Jeremy came up behind her. His arms encircled Sarah’s waist and he drew her back against
     him.
    Sarah gave a little gasp.
God, he’s hard.
    “I want you.” Jeremy breathed into her hair. “Sarah, before you go, I want to be with
     you.”
    Sarah turned in his arms so she could face him. Her heart was pounding. Messing around
     with Jeremy was one thing, but this?
    She liked the Weaver . . . more than liked. He was sweet and funny and damn good with
     his hands.
    Jeremy bent his head and kissed Sarah again, this time softly, coaxing Sarah’s lips
     apart. His tongue slipped into her mouth and Sarah’s blood began to heat her skin.
     Jeremy backed Sarah into the bed and she let him push her down onto the mattress.
    Why not? If Anika’s right and this is a suicide mission, I’ll die a