truth,” he said with a sigh, putting the car in gear. “She needed to know not to wait around for me. I thought if I ignored her before she would go away. I guess it made her upset instead.”
“I was talking about her,” I giggled. “I loved everything you said.”
“Are you a jealous girl at heart?” He teased.
“Maybe,” I hinted, raising my eyebrow.
“Nope. You’re a tease,” he laughed.
“I can be whatever I want,” I said with a laugh. “My mommy told me so!”
“Definitely a tease,” he confirmed with a nod.
Chapter Eleven
I stirred some of the energy shot Mary had given me into my lemonade and joined Sy on the couch.
“What’s that?”
“Just something that Mary gave me.”
“Your therapist?”
“Yeah. This isn’t for that though. She thought I would like it because it boosts energy and I run a lot.”
“I don’t think you should drink any more of it,” he cautioned, taking my cup from me.
“I only put a little in there,” I said, reaching for my glass back.
“How do you know if it’s safe to take?” He asked. “There wasn’t any label or anything on the bottle I just saw.”
“It’s not a big deal, really,” I asserted, grabbing the cup back from him. “She’s a doctor, I trust her.”
“She’s not that kind of doctor though,” he argued.
“What is your problem with me having a little more energy?” I laughed. “You’ve been taking me out almost every night for two weeks. I’ve got to catch up somewhere.”
“It’s not that,” he defended. “And you’ve been working every day since school started. When else am I supposed to take you on a date?”
“I can’t help it, it’s my job,” I chuckle. “So, if you don’t mind, I’m going to take all the extra help I can get.”
“Fine,” he grumbled. “But not too much. That stuff can really hurt you.” He eyed the bottle Mary had given me on the counter. “In fact, why don’t you just let me take it home with me ? That way you won’t be able to use more than you should.”
“I’m a big girl, Sy,” I teased. “I can measure it myself. Give it a rest, okay?”
He gave me a stony look and returned his attention to the evening news. After a few more minutes, he glanced at his watch.
“I’ve got to get to work,” he said, standing up. “I’m on night feedings.”
“Have fun,” I teased.
He bent down and kissed my lips lightly. We hadn’t really kissed much since the last time. I was afraid we would get carried away again. I think he might have had that same fear. Every time our lips came together there was an explosion of endorphins making me ready for more, but he always retreated quickly. Sometimes I could see the battle for self-restraint in his eyes.
“I’ll see you in the morning,” he said with a shaky voice as he pulled away.
“Drive safe and sleep well.”
I closed the door behind him, sighing softly and placing my cup on the counter. I stopped then, looking at the now empty spot where my energy supplement had been.
“That little sneak!” I opened the door again and called out to him. “Sy! Bring back my glass!”
Only the sound of his Jeep starting up answered me.
“What a dork,” I mumbled, going back inside.
I drained the rest of my cup and sat back down, curling up under a light blanket I’d pulled out earlier in the day. August was the hottest time of year here, but I still liked the comfortable feeling of curling up in a good, soft, blanket.
My head was pounding, limbs aching, and my foot felt the hand of death itself was grasping it. Every breath I tried to take crushed my lungs even more.
I blinked, trying to get the salt out of my eyes, while my fingernails scratched at the rocks around me. White water crashed down on top of me, pushing me further from freedom. My arms flailed in the cold as I faded into the dark.
I jerked awake, sucking in a breath to ease my aching chest.
Did I just . . . am I remembering
“I was talking about her,” I giggled. “I loved everything you said.”
“Are you a jealous girl at heart?” He teased.
“Maybe,” I hinted, raising my eyebrow.
“Nope. You’re a tease,” he laughed.
“I can be whatever I want,” I said with a laugh. “My mommy told me so!”
“Definitely a tease,” he confirmed with a nod.
Chapter Eleven
I stirred some of the energy shot Mary had given me into my lemonade and joined Sy on the couch.
“What’s that?”
“Just something that Mary gave me.”
“Your therapist?”
“Yeah. This isn’t for that though. She thought I would like it because it boosts energy and I run a lot.”
“I don’t think you should drink any more of it,” he cautioned, taking my cup from me.
“I only put a little in there,” I said, reaching for my glass back.
“How do you know if it’s safe to take?” He asked. “There wasn’t any label or anything on the bottle I just saw.”
“It’s not a big deal, really,” I asserted, grabbing the cup back from him. “She’s a doctor, I trust her.”
“She’s not that kind of doctor though,” he argued.
“What is your problem with me having a little more energy?” I laughed. “You’ve been taking me out almost every night for two weeks. I’ve got to catch up somewhere.”
“It’s not that,” he defended. “And you’ve been working every day since school started. When else am I supposed to take you on a date?”
“I can’t help it, it’s my job,” I chuckle. “So, if you don’t mind, I’m going to take all the extra help I can get.”
“Fine,” he grumbled. “But not too much. That stuff can really hurt you.” He eyed the bottle Mary had given me on the counter. “In fact, why don’t you just let me take it home with me ? That way you won’t be able to use more than you should.”
“I’m a big girl, Sy,” I teased. “I can measure it myself. Give it a rest, okay?”
He gave me a stony look and returned his attention to the evening news. After a few more minutes, he glanced at his watch.
“I’ve got to get to work,” he said, standing up. “I’m on night feedings.”
“Have fun,” I teased.
He bent down and kissed my lips lightly. We hadn’t really kissed much since the last time. I was afraid we would get carried away again. I think he might have had that same fear. Every time our lips came together there was an explosion of endorphins making me ready for more, but he always retreated quickly. Sometimes I could see the battle for self-restraint in his eyes.
“I’ll see you in the morning,” he said with a shaky voice as he pulled away.
“Drive safe and sleep well.”
I closed the door behind him, sighing softly and placing my cup on the counter. I stopped then, looking at the now empty spot where my energy supplement had been.
“That little sneak!” I opened the door again and called out to him. “Sy! Bring back my glass!”
Only the sound of his Jeep starting up answered me.
“What a dork,” I mumbled, going back inside.
I drained the rest of my cup and sat back down, curling up under a light blanket I’d pulled out earlier in the day. August was the hottest time of year here, but I still liked the comfortable feeling of curling up in a good, soft, blanket.
My head was pounding, limbs aching, and my foot felt the hand of death itself was grasping it. Every breath I tried to take crushed my lungs even more.
I blinked, trying to get the salt out of my eyes, while my fingernails scratched at the rocks around me. White water crashed down on top of me, pushing me further from freedom. My arms flailed in the cold as I faded into the dark.
I jerked awake, sucking in a breath to ease my aching chest.
Did I just . . . am I remembering
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