I…” I, what? I was blank. Arriana could not be dead.
He tied a rope around my waist and as he pulled it tighter around my hips, I lost my balance and fell into his embrace. He held me close to his chest once again, exhaling a deep, hurtful sigh. “Everything is going to be alright. I promise.”
He pulled us to the arch. “You first,” he said, motioning for me to go out the window.
I hesitated. “Now, Ava!” His face motionless.
I climbed through feet first, holding on to the stone frame beside me, one foot at a time, balancing on the ledge, staring down into the blackness. I couldn’t believe we were leaving Arriana behind. The star-speckled night air and the faint, yellow glow of the sand surrounding the entire stone fortress reminded me of where we were, but for a moment I didn’t remember getting there. I just remember being there.
“You better go, before I push you,” Troy’s voice brought me back.
“You wouldn…” But before I had a chance to finish my sentence, he pushed me from the window. I smiled as I went down, the rush of wind filling my lungs, pins and needles erupting from my chest all the way out. I screamed just before the ground came too close, but was yanked back by the rope. Troy was walking down the wall with a rope assisting his decent, along with a measure of extraordinary control. He gave me that gorgeous smirk as he reached my side, walking along casually.
“You could have killed me!” I yelled, while my body spun vertically above the fine, dusty, golden sand just inches away from my face. Troy used his feet to push himself from the side of the stone building and released the rope to drop down to the ground. The faint glow from the small fires burning against the outside of the building reflected in his black boots. He stared up at me with a naughty grin.
“Will you please let me down?” I crossed my arms over my chest, while suspended mid-air.
“Sure.” He smiled, pulling on the rope as I was slowly lowered into his arms. The electricity in my blood was all I felt while he planted his warm, silky lips against mine. My mouth parted to take all of him in, and then glided over his lower lip, my tongue touching his vibrant skin. I caught my breath as he gently drew moisture from my top lip, the heat slowly fading as we parted. I felt dizzy, drugged even.
“As much as I’d like to kiss you all night, we need to get away from here before the remaining guards find us,” he warned, untying us and folding the black rope over his palm, all the while twisting it over his elbow. In no time, the entire length of the cord was folded and tucked into the harness around his black, gravity suit. He turned taking my hand, and led me around the side of the building. Slowly, his touch brought about physical sensations of the gentle breeze created by our swift movement, his warm hand in mine, and the stupid dress tickling the back of my thighs. I kept my eyes on the curves of his body as we moved. We paused alongside a wall and as I looked up, his eyes still on me, I saw the guards. They were even more automated than Enoch was with golden, metal faces, thick canon-like arms and bionic legs. Their canons were suddenly pointed right at us, their eyes dressed with glass targets that shone a radiant, ugly blue moving over our chests like laser pointers. They were almost upon us. Intoxicated from my brief encounter with Troy, and embarrassed that he had caught me ogling him, I hadn’t heard them approach. But Troy had already let me go by the time I could focus and with the swift swoop of his leg, he pulled the mechanical being from his gigantic feet. Metal and flesh hit the ground, leaving me puffing in the wake of golden dust. Before the creature’s body fully rested on the ground, Troy drew an elongated metal shard from his leather halter, and struck the almost-entirely-metal being in his neck. My eyes lingered on the speared pin sticking out of the bluish glow of its skin. I was still