Thread: Meet the Author [Goody + incendo]

-she nodded softly and set the remote back down onto the coffee table. She turned slightly to face him. Knees and thighs pressing together as she settled her hands in her lap.- Luckily, we do not have dragons. So he will just have to do without those. And if we find him, we cant just go charging in, swords unsheathed. Bad things will happen. Wed need to.....get him some place without people like Jenna around, without people around period. -a hand rose, finger scratching against the curve of her eyebrow. While there was no thought out plan of just how to do any of that, she knew without a doubt it couldnt happen in public. The battle would be great, people would die. People wouldnt understand what was going on. It would be chaos. Her lips pursed softly when he said again that he didnt know what she meant. Her mind working over other ways to explain it to him. Her lips falling open to try to do so when he looked back at her. She flinched, noticeably at the sneer. A frown etching her pretty features. She sighed and glanced down at her hands. Fingers fidgeting with each other. Her shoulders rolled softly.- But you are, Mahon. You are a story. Youre my story. Im sorry but that is the truth. -she started quietly. She avoided mention of Lily and Tiger again this time. The pain and conviction in his voice hurt her heart. Clearing her throat, she glanced back up at him, her brow stitched sadly.- You are real, now . I dont know how but you are that too. And everything youve experienced, everything......everything Ive put you through, is real to you. Im sorry -she finished quietly before she stood. Her lips pursing inward. He didnt believe her, she really hadnt expected him to. It sounded crazy, even to her and she was looking right at him. Interacting with him. Unless she was dreaming. She pinched herself, a small hiss escaping at the sharp bite. Nope, not dreaming. Alright then. She had to make him believe her. Pointing at the tv briefly, she glanced at him and shook her head.- It would be no less true if Id seen it through there, trust me. Most of the time, thats just a visual representation of the written word. Here...... -she turned away from him, moving past her desk to the small book case that nestled against the wall on the other side of it. It took her a minute to find the set of three, shed buried them near the bottom of the book case. Not that she didnt enjoy reading them but she already knew what happened in each of them. Pulling the first book of the Pas series from its spot, she straightened and made her way back over to Mahon. A hand sweeping over the cover as she stopped beside him. She offered him a soft smile before she turned the book around to face him. An image of Pas in the background nestled beneath the words atop and below. As well as a rendering of Mahons handsome face. It was the book he was introduced in of course. It was his story from the beginning. Holding it out toward him, she tapped the bottom of the cover.- By Mara L. Seward. This is how I know you, Moe. I promise. I may have lied to Jenna and Mendelssohn, but I have not lied to you. Read some of it, youll see. -she said quietly, waiting until he took the book before stepping back. Her hands brushing down over her hips as she drew in a nervous breath. A bell chimed through the entry way. Saved by the bell, for now. She lifted a calming hand toward Mahon.- Its just one of the deliveries. Ill be right back. -she explained as she made her way toward the door, grabbing her wallet from her purse on the way.-