Carter smirked, that look an answer all its own.“Tonight, Yun will guide the three of you.”
“Not you?”
“I’ve already had my turn.Three might be too much for her already, so we’ll keep it easy.”
“Does she know about this?”
Something shattered upstairs, drawing my focus that way.
“Pretty sure Ingram just told her.”
Wonderful.
Chapter Sixteen
Yun
Dinner had looked delicious, but I couldn’t say whether it was or not.I couldn’t taste a single bite, and I hadn’t shoved much down my throat, not with how my stomach rolled.
At least they hadn’t made me eat with them.That was one of the few blessings as far as I saw it.I’d scrolled on my phone, looking at random nonsense to ignore the coming evening.
I could have said no, of course.It was my choice whether I guided, whether I even stayed here.They weren’t wrong, either.Given the dungeon they had coming up, guiding was smart.Sending an esper into a dangerous situation with their corruption levels too high was stupid.The last thing we needed was one of our squad ending up corrupted.
The thought chilled me, winding its way through my veins the way ice crystals formed when a water bottle was opened at the right temperature, when it turned icy all at once.
I never wanted to encounter a corrupted again, and if that meant guiding—even if I hated it—then it was what it was.
Of course, that was if I could even handle it.It was easy to think I had to do something—another to do it.I could know I had to fly to get out of a situation, but knowing it wouldn’t sprout me any wings.Guiding three S-Rank espers without any physical contact was a tall fucking order.
I had confidence in my powers, but I’d never tried that.
And worse, they were giving me time to ‘get ready’,’ which meant I was just stewing in my own thoughts, having to deal with the fears that filled me.They were probably trying to be nice, but it only made it all worse.It let my mind run down every path it didn’t need to go down, focusing on all the ways this could go wrong, on all the other things I could be doing instead, on the parts of my memories that I didn’t want to address.
I sat in a chair in the living room, preferring the space outside my own room, nothing personal.That worked far better for me.
Plus, being far away from any bed-like surface helped remind us all that guiding wouldnotend up there.
Though…
Just that brought me back to when I’d guided Carter, to the way it had terrified and excited me in equal measure.Even thinking about it caused my pussy to grow wet, as though it really wanted to give that a try.
Keep it in your pants!
I scolded myself, but what was the point?I never fucking listened, and I doubted it would work this time, either.
A water bottle appeared from behind me, and I fought the urge to jump away.That would be too embarrassing.
“It’s cold,” Kenyon said, his mothering as sweet and stupid as ever.As if some cold water would make any sort of difference.
Still, it was nice to have someone thinking about me, so I undid the cap and took a drink, surprised to find it helped.The coolness of the water washed away the layer of discomfort that had thickened in my throat.
“You’re good with this?”he asked as he took a seat on the couch.He had his hair pulled back into a man bun, something I would have thought I’d laugh at if I ever saw in person.
How could it somehow look charming on him?
“I have to be, right?”
“No, you don’t.”At my look, he went on.“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.We’re not about to force you, after all.”
