Drift

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Drift

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About Drift

I’m not crazy. My mother may have died with everyone believing she was insane, but I refuse to accept that as my fate. Even if I am recalling memories about a life I never lived. A life that includes the mysterious James—a guy I’ve only just met, but feel as if I’ve known all my life. The memories are coming hard and fast, and I’m falling down a rabbit hole with consequences that far exceed anything I could have ever imagined. And now, someone is trying to kill me.

Someone from my past who knows about my visions and is looking for something he believes I took from him. All I have to do is figure out how these memories relate to the present and maybe I’ll survive to live another day.

Maybe…

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About Amy Muarry

Amy Murray graduated from the University of Houston with a B.S. in Psychology. She is a CrossFit addict, proud Harry Potter enthusiast, and obsessed with modern quilting. She and her family live in Cypress, Texas.

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Excerpt

I stared at the hard planes of his face, so familiar and so loved. My chest swelled, not with tears but with something more. Something that convinced me that no matter where I was, what I was doing, this was where I was meant to be. “Losing you again…it would kill me.”

He brushed the wet hair from my face and wound his hands through the mass at my back. He pulled, forcing my head back and my chest forward. The air felt alive as it hissed and spit some kind of electric current in, around, and between us.

James moved first, his head inching toward mine at a pace that was almost painful. I reached forward, wrapped my hands around his neck, and closed the distance. My eyes closed and my insides ignited with flame. We rolled until I was on my back and pressed to the floor under his weight.

His lips, soft and hot, traced the edge of my jaw and then down my neck as I ran my fingers through his hair. Arching my back, I dropped my head so he could move lower, and my heart began an erratic beat, thumping heavy and hard. It deafened my ears and blinded me to everything. All I could feel was James, and even with my eyes closed, all I could see was James. He lived inside me, and it was in that moment that I realized he always had.

Before I knew his name. Before I’d seen his face.

My heart. My body. My soul. They belonged to him as much as they belonged to me. We were two halves of the same whole, bound together for eternity, and this time, I wasn’t letting go.