Crossover 'The Chosen One Trilogy: Book One' by Mireille Chester Page A

the
touch. “Right?”
    He looked a little unsure about what I
wanted, but gave a small nod.
    “Then there’s no reason why I can’t do
this,” I muttered as I stretched up and touched my lips to
his.
    Jasper’s eyes widened in
surprise.
    I laced my fingers behind his head,
scared he was going to pull away. I didn’t need to worry. He
groaned and pulled me tighter against him, wrapping his arms around
me.
    I couldn’t think of anything else but
the feel of his body against mine. He felt as solid as stone, his
arms hugging me to his chest. That’s when I saw a flash. But that
didn’t make sense because my eyes were closed. There was another
flash.
    My eyes flew open and I pulled back a
bit. Jasper ran his lips along my jaw line then back to my mouth.
This time it was my turn to moan. The instant I closed my eyes
there was a flash.
    One of his arms let go of me and
reached past me so he could lay me on the sand. He lay on one
elbow, his other hand on my waist.
    He ran his tongue against my bottom lip
and a flash came and stayed.
    I gasped.
    “I’m sorry.” Jasper started to pull
away. “I don’t know what-“
    ”No!” I threw myself at him again,
wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him down on me. The
instant our lips touched the flashes started. Over and over.
Picture after picture flashed through my head.
    The kiss slowed, became softer. Jasper
groaned and buried his face in my hair. “What have I done?” he
whispered.
    “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know.” I tried
to catch my breath. “You didn’t do anything! I kissed you
first!”
    He had seen the flashes in my head as I
had seen the ones in his. Flashes of me in his dreams. Flashes of
him in dreams I didn’t remember. Until now.
     
     
     
     

Chapter 3
     
    When Dodge walked into camp the next
morning he found us sitting cross legged facing each other holding
hands. We couldn’t stop looking at each other. Jasper answered
another of my million questions about Quelondain.
    Dodge stopped short, his head coming up
in surprise.
    Jasper looked up at him, embarrassment
and guilt radiating from every pore of his perfect body.
    “It was my fault,” he said. “I couldn’t
stop it.”
    Dodge stamped his foot.
    I turned to glare at my horse. “Now,
don’t you start with him. I’ve never seen a person feel so horrible
about finding the one he’s supposed to be with.” Not that I had
ever had the pleasure of witnessing such a event before last night.
But I was sure most people would have been a bit
happier.
    Jasper’s head turned back towards me,
his eyes wide.
    I continued talking to Dodge. “I kissed
him first. He was being a perfect gentleman. If you want to be mad
at someone, be mad at me!”
    I turned back towards Jasper. “That
brings me to another question. Why are you upset about
this?”
    He brought my hands to his lips and
kissed my knuckles. “I’m not upset. How could I be?” He smiled at
me and I caught my breath. “I’ve finally found you.”
    “Oh!” My eyes got wide with
surprise.
    “What’s wrong?”
    That’s when I realized I could see
colors floating through the air. They looked like waves. I let go
of Jasper’s hands.
    “I can see it!” I was scared to speak
loudly. “There are all sorts of colors!” I reached out and touched
a green wave. My fingers tingled. “What does green mean?” I
whispered to Jasper.
    “I’m not sure. I don’t think you should
play with it until you’ve talked to Marilynn. She’s the head
sorceress at the castle.”
    I pulled my hand away, but the green
followed. “It won’t leave me alone.”
    Jasper and Dodge stood as still as
stone.
    “Well, what should I do?” My voice rose
a bit.
    “Ok. Well, maybe if you touched
something. Wait.” Jasper looked around the campsite. He glanced at
Dodge. “Good idea. Here. Come touch this stump. I don’t think you
could do much of anything to a stump.”
    I walked to the stump, the colors
swirling around me. I kept looking at