“No way.”
“It’s afreaking movie. Are you like this during Marvel movies? OrStar Wars?”
“No, those are science fiction.”
“You’re entertained. I can see it. Your teeth aren’t clenched so hard that it looks like they’re going to break.”
He scowls over at me. “I don’t do that.”
“On the daily, big guy.”
“Why do you call me that?”
I blink over at him. “You have nicknames for me. I can have one for you. Besides, have you seen you? You’re abig guy. And if you make a joke about your dick right now, I will choke you out with that burrito wrapper.”
“I’d love to see you try, Rebel.”
He holds my gaze, those steel gray eyes full of humor, and the room is suddenly consumed with humming electricity. My breathingincreases. My pulse is hammering. And Gideon’s eyes spark with interest as he licks his lower lip.
“Walk the plank!”
Gideon’s the first to break the stare, and I feel like I should fan my face.
It’s hot in here.
“Those restraints are not tied very tight. The kids are lazy. They could get out of those. Amateurs.”
I can’t keep the giggle in. “Okay,expert.”
“Iaman expert.”
“They’re kids. They’re scared.”
“Doesn’t matter.”
“I think you just don’t want to like this movie becauseIlike it.”
“Not true.” He shakes his head and then smirks when the two oldest teenagers share a kiss after falling off the plank. “He’s thinking about scoringnow?”
“Duh. He’s sixteen.” I take a sip of my water. “Don’t ruin the ending.”
He manages to stay quiet until the credits roll.
“That’s two hours of my life that I’ll never get back.”
I glare at him. “Did you really hate it that much?”
“No.” His lips twitch, and I throw a pillow at his face. “You’re so fucking violent, Blackbird.”
“Not usually. You must bring it out in me.” I stretch my arms over my head and yawn. I don’t really want to go to sleep. I don’t want to dream.
But my eyes are heavy, and we have an early morning tomorrow.
“Back at it at five?” I ask him.
“No. Not until your new gear arrives.”
“There has to be something we can do that doesn’t involve shoes.”
