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ame.
And as I had so long to pass in his company, I thought to make as much of the
time as possible.
I climbed the stairs from the cellar to the kitchen, and looked around
to see where he had gone. As the door swung shut behind me, he called out, "I
am in the living room, follow my voice."
I followed his voice, for he continued to talk as I moved through the
house, and found him in a large living room, kneeling before a freshly lit fire
which crackled in the fireplace. He motioned for me to have a seat on the rug
beside him.
He smiled up at me, his eyes glinting in the firelight. The flickering
flames lent his hair red highlights as he spoke. "I suppose I should introduce
myself." He grinned a slightly lopsided grin, and I found myself again staring
into his unusual eyes. "My name is Jacob Beck, but most people I know call me
Jake."
I nodded, not taking my eyes from his face. "I'm Katherine," I said
slowly. His eyes grew serious and I felt as if I were slipping into a dream.
He reached a hand up to touch my cheek, turning my face so that I looked at him
direct, not from the side as I had been before. As I sat, spellbound, he
slowly moved toward me, his
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