"He was a member of the Special Operations Group. "Was he boring?"īoring wasnt the word she would have chosen, not for an overly dedicated deputy whose job ruled his world. "A federal dude." Brent made a humored face. She sipped her soda again, wetting her lips, ignoring the aggressive cherry. When she looked up, she found him staring at her. "Then my husband should have given me a ruby." She studied his hand. "But with a large stone, rubies are worth two to three times a diamond of equal size and quality."
"A diamond is supposed to be the ultimate gift of love," he remarked.
"What kind of ring used to be there?"Ĭaught off guard, she gulped the air in her lungs, cursing his observation. "Dont you?" He glanced at the vacant spot on her finger. "They also have the power to reconcile quarreling lovers." Theyre supposed to be worn and seen." He lifted his vodkaspiked drink and took a long, hard swallow. "Its said that rubies grow dull if a person ignores them. "Ruby." He snared her attention with his voice, with the deep, rich tone. She rubbed the empty spot on her ring finger, frowned at the tan line around it. I was born in September." But shed never owned a birthstone setting. "Speaking of stones Whats your birthstone?" He sat back in his seat, chuckled at her wit. "Why? Do you have the Hope Diamond tucked under your bed?" She tilted her head, mimicking a diva, doing her best to seem unaffected by his offer. Kristen wondered if that was her cue to fall at his feet, to melt like the nervous female she was. She could tell he was amused by her reaction. He watched her with those onyx eyes, and she shook her head. Jewels? Shimmering stones? Priceless heirlooms? She tried to picture him, dressed in dark clothes, scaling walls and deactivating alarm systems. But she wasnt about to eat it, to suck on the sweetness the way shed done before. The cherry in her glass floated to the top, brushing her mouth. He leaned toward her again, so close her heart pounded an anxious rhythm to her brain. "What do you steal?" she asked, her voice not quite steady. She pulled back to look at Brent, to meet his gaze. They would also steal the hearts of those around them, gaining their affection, possibly through deceitful, and treacherous means. They would also take your desire, and direct it onto them self in other words your greatest desire would be to help them. They would use both of these skills to take what they want, either by convincing you to give it to them, or by convincing you to take it from someone else, even when you know it’s wrong. They would also learn to control people’s impulses, and inclinations, and use them to take what they want tricking you into giving them everything they want.A shiver trailed down Kristens spine. At their highest point they could even steal your identity, effectively becoming you. They would take what you desire and love most, be it a possession or a person. They would take your inspiration and your inner strength. As they grew, and realized their role, the Thief of Heart would look into your heart and take what it saw.
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