I leaned in, waiting for him to make a choice.
“No,” he whispered, his hands sliding over my hips, letting go of me.I stood on my own, flush with heat and rejection.
“Not like this,” he said.
“Endor...”
At that moment, I saw our waitress setting our plates down, and suddenly I felt as if I’d lost my appetite.
CHAPTER11
Mercy
I couldn’t get comfortable.The vision had exhausted me, and all I wanted to do was sleep, but it was damn near next to impossible.
I turned on my back, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember, trying to recall any bits and pieces I could that would help me place the guy in my vision, or anything about Jasper Springs.
But it was like every time I came close, the shadows pulled my answers away.
I glanced at the cat clock on the wall, ticking away, its eyes blinking like some possessed antiquity.
“What are you looking at?”I bit.
I knew I’d have to make an escape when there weren’t a bunch of wolves crawling around.But the moon wouldn’t be fully visible until at least nine thirty where we were, which meant we still had hours to go.
I pushed myself up off the bed.I hadn’t tested the locks, if only because despite my inability to sleep, I was exhausted.But nature was calling, and I needed to find the nearest bathroom, and I desperately needed something to eat.
The floorboards crunched beneath my feet, and I half worried a wolf—or Randy, more accurately—was going to jump out and force me back in bed.But no surprise wolves showed up, so I continued to press on.
I turned the handle and the door creaked, but it opened.
Not locked, that’s a good sign.
Outside the little bedroom, the air was thick with the scent of stew.
Beef stew.
My stomach and my heart sunk.
It smelled so good, but I knew it would make me sick.After you cut something out of your diet and you go years without it, your body doesn’t process it the same.
I learned that the hard way when I’d accidentally ate some chicken that was mixed in what I thought was a veggie pot pie and I spent the rest of the night hugging the toilet.
I peered around the corner, expecting to find the rest of the pack loitering around as they had when I came to in the bedroom, but they were not here.
“What are you doing?”a deep voice asked, pulling me from my thoughts.
I turned around to see Randy standing in the hallway, his thick arms crossed in front of his chest.He raised an eyebrow at me.
“Surely you’re not trying to make a break for it,” he said.
I scoffed, crossing my own arms in front of me.
“I’m trying to find the damn bathroom in this place,” I bit.
“Surely you know that keeping me locked up for hours without access to a bathroom is a disaster waiting to happen.”
Randy pursed his lips, weighing my words.
