pushed herself up from the couch as Vig said, “These ‘scary’ movies aren’t scary,” he said. “They’re stupid and unrealistic.”
“They’re fun to watch,” Anna said crossing the room to the hallway. “...well, not
that
one. But every now and then you get a really good one—and
you
don’t know if that stuff’s real or not.”
She entered the bathroom and closed the door. Vig turned to Trin, rolling his eyes. “Well, I’ve had my share of ‘scary’ for one night.”
Trin chuckled as Vig stood.
Sam looked up. “Are you staying?”
“I am,” he said, “and I’m turnin’ in right now. I’m beat.” He reached a hand out to Trin. “G’night, bro.”
Trin grabbed his hand. “Sleep well, man.”
He turned and shuffled into the hallway toward Anna’s room just as she opened the door. Anna watched him cross to her bed and turned to Sam. “Good night I guess...”
Sam smiled and waved. “Good night.” Trin lifted a hand in a wave and Anna disappeared down the hallway.
Trin turned to Sam, his arm still draped over her tiny shoulders. He watched her in anticipation.
She eyed him sideways. “So do you think you could help me again tomorrow with my calculus?”
He nodded once, still staring, “...of course...”
She stared. “What?”
“You have something you want to ask me.”
She dropped her chin, holding his gaze. “Seriously—
stop
that.”
“I’m not doing it,” he said.
“You
are.”
“Are any of my thoughts safe?”
“I only hear the ones you want me to hear,” he said. “...and yes, I will stay.”
She raised her brows.
Trin stared right back, unflinching, non-threatening and sweet.
“Thank you,” she said.
He nodded, and glanced to the hall. “I get up at five.”
Sam turned away. “Ugh, that part alone makes the entire sport of swimming not worth it.”
Trin laughed. “I won’t wake you,” he said. “I would sleep here on the couch but...” he eyed her, “you want me in there.”
“Yes I do,” she said, “...if that’s okay.”
He smiled and glanced at the floor. “It’s okay,” he replied. He looked up. “You’re safe with me.”
Sam stared into his eyes. “I know I am,” she said. “That’s why I need you to stay.”
He nodded. “I know.”
Sam gazed at him. “Where did you come from?” she asked.
Trin laughed. “...Russia?”
Sam shook her head suppressing a smile. She glanced down at her hands and then back up to Trin. “Thanks for finding me,” she said.
His eyes glinted with something she couldn’t quite identify. “The pleasure is mine,” he said.
A thought interrupted the trance he had cast and she glanced away. “You don’t have anything here,” she said.
Trin gestured down at his legs. “My warm-ups are fine,” he said. “My gym bag is in my truck with everything else. I’ll wait out here. You go do what you need to do.”
Sam raised a brow. “Are you sure?”
Trin nodded. “Yeah, you go ahead.”
She stared at him a moment, then rose from the couch and went to her room to grab some pajamas. She returned, glancing at him as she opened the bathroom door. His broad muscular shoulders were hunched over, elbows resting on his knees. His glacier eyes lifted to hers—glinting against the dim light, accentuating his masculine face. A thrill zipped through her. ”I’ll be right out,” she said.
He cracked a smile. “Take your time.”
She smiled and slipped inside the bathroom closing the door behind her. Trin inhaled and let out a breath. He glanced around the room, noting the energy—Sam’s energy, mixed with Anna’s. He pushed off of the couch—his long legs stretching him to a solid 6’ 3” as he stood. He pushed a hand through his sun streaked hair,blew out another breath and folded his muscled arms across his chest.
It came from nowhere—a voice erupting inside his head, fluid yet sharp, piercing him to the core...
Я...везде...Вєдуни...
Trin’s body tensed—his
“They’re fun to watch,” Anna said crossing the room to the hallway. “...well, not
that
one. But every now and then you get a really good one—and
you
don’t know if that stuff’s real or not.”
She entered the bathroom and closed the door. Vig turned to Trin, rolling his eyes. “Well, I’ve had my share of ‘scary’ for one night.”
Trin chuckled as Vig stood.
Sam looked up. “Are you staying?”
“I am,” he said, “and I’m turnin’ in right now. I’m beat.” He reached a hand out to Trin. “G’night, bro.”
Trin grabbed his hand. “Sleep well, man.”
He turned and shuffled into the hallway toward Anna’s room just as she opened the door. Anna watched him cross to her bed and turned to Sam. “Good night I guess...”
Sam smiled and waved. “Good night.” Trin lifted a hand in a wave and Anna disappeared down the hallway.
Trin turned to Sam, his arm still draped over her tiny shoulders. He watched her in anticipation.
She eyed him sideways. “So do you think you could help me again tomorrow with my calculus?”
He nodded once, still staring, “...of course...”
She stared. “What?”
“You have something you want to ask me.”
She dropped her chin, holding his gaze. “Seriously—
stop
that.”
“I’m not doing it,” he said.
“You
are.”
“Are any of my thoughts safe?”
“I only hear the ones you want me to hear,” he said. “...and yes, I will stay.”
She raised her brows.
Trin stared right back, unflinching, non-threatening and sweet.
“Thank you,” she said.
He nodded, and glanced to the hall. “I get up at five.”
Sam turned away. “Ugh, that part alone makes the entire sport of swimming not worth it.”
Trin laughed. “I won’t wake you,” he said. “I would sleep here on the couch but...” he eyed her, “you want me in there.”
“Yes I do,” she said, “...if that’s okay.”
He smiled and glanced at the floor. “It’s okay,” he replied. He looked up. “You’re safe with me.”
Sam stared into his eyes. “I know I am,” she said. “That’s why I need you to stay.”
He nodded. “I know.”
Sam gazed at him. “Where did you come from?” she asked.
Trin laughed. “...Russia?”
Sam shook her head suppressing a smile. She glanced down at her hands and then back up to Trin. “Thanks for finding me,” she said.
His eyes glinted with something she couldn’t quite identify. “The pleasure is mine,” he said.
A thought interrupted the trance he had cast and she glanced away. “You don’t have anything here,” she said.
Trin gestured down at his legs. “My warm-ups are fine,” he said. “My gym bag is in my truck with everything else. I’ll wait out here. You go do what you need to do.”
Sam raised a brow. “Are you sure?”
Trin nodded. “Yeah, you go ahead.”
She stared at him a moment, then rose from the couch and went to her room to grab some pajamas. She returned, glancing at him as she opened the bathroom door. His broad muscular shoulders were hunched over, elbows resting on his knees. His glacier eyes lifted to hers—glinting against the dim light, accentuating his masculine face. A thrill zipped through her. ”I’ll be right out,” she said.
He cracked a smile. “Take your time.”
She smiled and slipped inside the bathroom closing the door behind her. Trin inhaled and let out a breath. He glanced around the room, noting the energy—Sam’s energy, mixed with Anna’s. He pushed off of the couch—his long legs stretching him to a solid 6’ 3” as he stood. He pushed a hand through his sun streaked hair,blew out another breath and folded his muscled arms across his chest.
It came from nowhere—a voice erupting inside his head, fluid yet sharp, piercing him to the core...
Я...везде...Вєдуни...
Trin’s body tensed—his
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