The door clicked open and Tara returned to my side.
“Hey, thanks for patching me up.” My smile evolved into a pained grimace.
Tara patted my shoulder, her warm fingertips lingering before she handed
me a glass of orange juice and cookies wrapped in a napkin. “No problem.” She piled
the scattered medical supplies neatly on the coffee table.
I finagled myself into an upright position and downed half the juice. “You
saved my life.”
She sat on the edge of the couch, rolled her eyes. “Anyone could have
done it.” Her skin turned that edible shade of cotton candy again.
“Riiight. Not those posers.”
Her hand alighted on my arm. Electricity arced between us. Club Tara calling. Her blush deepened.
Then as if her internal light flipped on, she leaned against my side and mocked
sternly, “Now, Lucas Alexander, tell me what really happened tonight.”
“You sound like my mother.” I groaned, dropped my head back on the couch
arm. I probably turned as green as the vines snaking across the golden velour
couch.
“I’m not, am I?” Her fingers trailed over the back of my hand ever so
softly.
I hadn’t planned to tell anyone else about my new “gang” or my reasons
for vengeance, but when her expectant blue eyes reached into my soul, I
confessed it all to Tara. Something about her drew me in like rain in the
desert, kept my good hand touching her arm, and compelled me to open up in a
way I hadn’t ever opened to a virtual stranger.
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