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punch that likely would have killed him had he been alive in the first place. Jesus, Conner s
pissed.
He was grabbed again, pulled from the dirt and rocks and grass. Conner drew back to
hit him again and froze, cocking his head.
Shit! Conner exclaimed. He tossed Jordan aside. Stefan needs help! And in an
instant, Conner and Ro both disappeared.
Stefan, Gideon rasped and Jordan shook his head. Gideon hefted him close. Where s
Stefan? He s in trouble.
Jordan didn t know, but he feared that he and Gideon both were going to be in for
another round with Conner. He said he was going somewhere to get fucked. Or to fuck.
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Jordan s bell was still ringing and he couldn t seem to get his mouth to shape the words
without slurring them.
How do we find him then? Gideon said, his voice heavy with frustration. Where is
Stefan? He might need our help and I need to be there with Stefan And Gideon was gone.
Was that it? Jordan s heartbeat skipped as he replayed Stefan s earlier words and
Gideon s. Did he just need to think about where Stefan and Gideon were? Or Stefan, because
if Gideon did go somewhere else, would Jordan be split in two if he thought of following
them both?
He shivered at the very idea of that. His head was pounding, his entire face ached, and
he couldn t concentrate. Jordan closed his eyes and took several deep breaths. Judging by
Conner s anger, he d already failed Stefan once, at least. He d hurt that innocent man and
despite any sexual experience Stefan might have had when he d been alive, he was still
innocent. It showed in his touch, in his expressive eyes.
Jordan bowed his head. Stefan had been so hurt, so angry. It had surprised him,
because they hadn t known Stefan long, and Jordan had convinced himself the connection
he d felt with Stefan had been one-sided. He d been wrong, hadn t he?
Where was Stefan? Jordan concentrated around the throbbing in his temples. The
sounds of the night seemed to grow louder, crickets, cicadas and the occasional passing
vehicle trying to disrupt his attempt at focusing.
Knowing Stefan might be in danger stiffened Jordan s resolve. He pictured Stefan, the
way he felt, the sounds he made, let the longing to hold the man flow through him.
There was a whoosh of air and darkness so complete it seeped through Jordan s closed
lids. Then there was a cacophony of sound, and someone hit Jordan on the other side of his
jaw.
Jordan roared with pain and opened his eyes as he went on the attack. He caught sight
of the shitty bar they were in, of the dozen or more spirits embroiled in a massive fight.
Conner s bellow was followed by one man rocketing past Jordan. Another followed shortly
thereafter.
Jordan started swinging.
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Chapter Ten
He might have made a mistake. Stefan could admit that much. And fighting wasn t as
much fun once you took a few punches. Still, he was kind of stuck. He couldn t concentrate
long enough to get away because people kept trying to hurt him.
Yeah, he d really screwed up. He couldn t be killed, but he was going to be hurt so
badly that he d probably wish he d die. There was definitely evil intent in more than one
man s eyes.
Stefan screamed and kicked, he hit and bit, anything to keep them from pinning him
down. Desperate, he yelled for Conner, hoping to be saved, and God, how he hated that he
needed to be saved.
What was wrong with him? All he d wanted was to get laid, to get past his past and to
forget about the two men who d hurt him almost as badly as Johnny had hurt him. The
intense, instant connection he d felt for Gideon and Jordan was obviously unrequited. Stefan
wasn t going to keep agonising over it.
Conner came through the place like a whirling dervish, hitting and slinging Stefan s
attackers. Ro was right behind him, but as soon as one spirit went flying, two more seemed
to appear.
Stefan thought it was like some minions from hell, except he didn t believe in hell so he
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