" Without looking up, he moved his backpack from the chair next to him and waved me toward him. His blond head was bent over a book.
“Are you planning to ignore me all lunch hour because you’re mad about what happened in class?” I asked.
“No,” he said. “I just want to finish this book.”
“How can you be absorbed in a book when Luke Stentorian is on the loose and Sebastian is on the verge of finding me? And when I say me, I mean us.”
“Like Brandy said, the best course of action right now is to act normal. Besides, this is a great book.”
I checked the cover. He was reading The Man in the Iron Mask. Not a light read, and he was nowhere near the end. I didn’t want to sit around twiddling my thumbs for the rest of lunch period, so I decided to practice my skills. I formed the thought I’d like to see the Eiffel Tower and wrapped it around the thoughts in Ian’s mind. The rebound made me draw a painful breath, but he looked up and into the distance.
“What’s up?” I asked innocently.
“It’s weird,” he said. “I was just thinking about the Eiffel Tower. I’ve seen it before—twice, actually. I wasn’t very impressed either time.”
“I’m getting better and better at this.”
“It was you,” he said with a grin. “Try it again.”
When I accessed his mind next, I could tell he was watching for me, but I quickly wrapped I think I’ll have tofu lasagna for dinner around his thought strand. Expecting the rebound, I steadied myself before it hit.
“No way!” he said. "

― , Atlantis Rising (Atlantis Rising, #1)