effect me. We were totally different people and he was way out of my league. He had always been a strange enigma that was fascinating, but nearly impossible to solve. He could have any girl he wanted, probably most women too. And I was… well I was just me . Not awful, but nothing overly remarkable either.
But now Cade was only inches from me and his presence was overwhelming in the small room. I felt like a fool, but I couldn’t stop myself from admiring the sheer magnificence of him. He was perfect and beautiful, if a man could be considered beautiful. I realized that he smelled wonderful, like spices and fresh air. I shifted self consciously. I didn’t want to move away from him, but I didn’t want him paying too close attention to me either. He could see that I was a mess, but he didn’t have to smell me on top of it.
I didn’t think I could relax, but I slid limply onto the box because I didn’t know what else to do. He watched me for a long moment before moving back to his own box. We didn’t speak for a long while, the light bulb swayed slowly back and forth, shaken by the vibrations of that thing making its way slowly down the street, draining its victims.
Draining people .
CHAPTER 4
We slipped through the shadows of the buildings, Cade moving with easy grace and a silence that was astonishing. I wasn’t quiet or graceful, but at least I wasn’t a blundering idiot. Not this time anyway. I followed him as we made our way through the streets. I did not feel the rumbling approach of those monstrous things, but I kept alert for any sign of their return, or any sign of something else coming for us.
The streets wer e not as cluttered with people now. I did not know what they did with the bodies when they were done with them, but thankfully they did not leave them behind. Guilt filled me for feeling relieved about the disappearance of the frozen people, but I couldn’t handle seeing their broken remains cluttering the street. Not on top of everything else.
Cade slipped around a corner; my heart picked up a beat as he momentarily disappeared from sight. He was waiting for me when I turned the corner, his long fingered hand stretched behind him to hold me back.
I stopped, my breath trapped within me as I strained to hear anything out of the ordinary. It was unnaturally still in the fading light of day. I wondered if the aliens had retreated to their ships for the night, or if they would be returning soon to start collecting the people still within their homes, and stores.
Cade move d forward again. We made our way out of the center of town, slipping into backyards, staying to the woods as we swept through the shadows with more speed. Excitement and trepidation hammered through me as we neared my house. I didn’t know what to expect, I tried not to get my hopes up too much, but it was impossible.
I almost broke into a run when my house finally came into view, but Cade held me back, his arm encircling my waist as he kept a tight grip on me. “Getting yourself killed won’t do you, or your family, any good.”
I nodded, biti ng on my bottom lip as I ignored the strange sensations his touch aroused in me. Or at least tried to ignore them. It was impossible. My body tingled with unfamiliar currents of electricity when his fingers momentarily brushed over the bare skin exposed by the slight uplifting of my t-shirt. I forced myself to focus on something other than him, now most certainly was not the time to be thinking about this stuff.
My house looked ominous in the fading light. It appeared empty, cold, and dark. My home was never dark. Abigail was forever turning on lights, but she always forgot to turn them off. It wasn’t unusual to come home and find every light in the house blazing brightly, spilling from the windows, and lighting the night like a homing beacon. My mother and Aiden were constantly lecturing Abby to turn the lights back off; I
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