my
fearful state.
“S-Snakes,” was all that managed to come
out.
His eyes scan the area then land back on my
face before pinching his brows together. “You’re going to have to
help me out here, love. I don’t see anything.”
My heart is racing in my chest as I inhale,
trying to form words. “A guy…in black…and thousands of snakes.
Black with yellow eyes.” Not quite as articulate as I would have
liked.
At the description, Gage examines the quad
one more time while my eyes flick behind him and meet McKenna’s.
She’s looking at me as if I’ve gone bat shit crazy.
“I’m not sure what you saw, but there’s
nothing there, love. Not anything I can pick up anyway.” He turns
again to McKenna and she shakes her head back and forth, agreeing
with him. “Are you sure you didn’t, maybe, imagine something?” he
asks carefully.
“I know what I saw, Gage!” I say in a
somewhat loud voice.
He just watches me in disbelief. “Well,
whatever it was, it isn’t here now.”
I just stand there as humiliation washes
over me. Crap. Maybe I did imagine it all. I haven’t slept
well since Asher left and it’s possible that my mind is playing
tricks on me.
I swallow the dread I was feeling a few
minutes ago. “Yeah, okay.” I give in, wishing that Asher were here
because he would believe me without question.
Gage just studies me. “Let’s get out of
here.” He nods his head toward his car.
“I can’t do that. It’s my first day back,” I
say weakly. “I have one more class.”
“What do you think you’re doing, traitor?”
McKenna snips at Gage.
“Sure you can,” he says, ignoring McKenna.
He takes my elbow dragging me to his car.
“For fuck’s sake,” I hear McKenna seethe
behind us.
This time, he opens the door for me and
doesn’t let go of me until I’m completely in and settled. My eyes
follow Keegan and McKenna as they head toward their car to
follow.
Twenty minutes later, my heart rate has
returned to a semi-normal level as Gage drives us into a wooded
park near campus. I’ve never been here before but a lot of students
come here to hike, bike, run, and spend the day on the trails. He
shuts the car off and just sits back in a comfortable manner,
giving me the space and time I need to pull myself together.
It’s actually pretty refreshing. Usually
after one of my panic attacks, Asher’s hovering with questions.
Having some space is good. New. Energizing. After a little bit,
Gage turns to me and ends my internal rant.
“Ready?” he asks.
“For what?”
He doesn’t answer. Instead, he gets out of
the car and heads to the trunk, pulling out two gym bags. Since he
didn’t prompt me to join him, I manage to drag myself out of the
car and meet him before raising a curious eyebrow when he hands one
of the duffle bags to me.
“Running gear,” he says while tipping his
chin toward the bag. “How long has it been since you last ran
outside of the training room?”
I don’t even recall, if I’m being honest.
“How do you know I run?”
Gage gives me a sly smirk. “I pay attention,
love. You can change in the car. I’ll change out here,” he offers
while reaching for the belt on his pants.
I avert my eyes, wondering what I’ve gotten
myself into with Gage then return to the car to change. Once I’m
dressed, I meet back up with him near the trunk.
It takes me a moment to center my thoughts
because I’ve never actually seen Gage in anything other than black
dress clothes. He’s still in black but now it’s running shorts and
a tank that shows off his arm muscles, which are just beckoning me
to run my fingertips over them. Damn, he’s hot. Focus,
Eve. I lift my eyes and meet his gaze. Unlike Asher, Gage
doesn’t acknowledge my gaping. My guess is because he’s used to
women throwing themselves at him.
“So you just carry my running gear in your
car these days?” I tease.
He smirks. “I figured you might want to run
on trails at some point. It doesn’t help