writing_shadows

With apologies (!) to Kat Reid and James Holloway for misappropriation of characters...

“Oh my head…” Snowflake was aware, gradually, horribly, that her head was pounding. Even thinking hurt. And as for her body…

Waitaminute. She cracked one eye open. Then she dragged the other one open.

Where the hell was she? This wasn’t her flat. And that sure as hell wasn’t Eli’s arm around her waist…

She sat up in the bed rather sharply, staring in horror at her body.

Except it wasn’t hers. This was Mac’s body. Which meant that the warm body in the bed was one of Mac’s lovers. Snowflake turned to meet the amused gaze of Rex Black.

Oh shit.

“Overdone things again?” Rex drawled as he pulled ‘Mac’ against himself.

The Shadowsoul panicked.

“B..b… bathroom” she gasped in Mac’s accent.

Rex’s laughter followed her into the bathroom where she sank onto the toilet seat and shivered.

A chill suddenly went down her spine.

If she was here, naked, with Rex … where the hell was Mac?