Page 64 of Shadow Weaver
The grumpy guy made a sound of derision. “They’ve blown up enough to cause blockages. I doubt any fomorians are getting through that anytime soon.”
“We follow the orders,” Brady said.
“Whatever.” The cadet raked me over. “I doubt he’ll need the cards,” he said. “He hascompany.” He said the word in a way that made my skin crawl. “What I want to know is when we get a turn with the female cadet.”
Brady moved so fast he was a blur, and then the mouthy cadet was on the ground clutching his face. Blood seeped out from between his fingers.
“Shit.” His companion crouched to help him up, but the bleeding cadet brushed him off.
“You’re dead, Stonewall,” the bleeder said.
Stonewall. Was that Brady’s surname? It was the first time I’d heard it, and I liked it. Brady Stonewall. It fit.
“You don’t talk about her,” Brady said. “You don’t think about her. And you never, ever look at her. You got it?”
The bleeder glared at Brady over the hand that was cupping his nose. “Fuck you.”
Brady’s body tensed, and I stepped between him and the dickhead, my back to Brady’s chest.
“If I were you, I’d stop talking. Now.”
He narrowed his eyes at me, and it looked like he was going to argue back, but his friend intercepted, steering him away from the tunnel.
“Okay, we’re all good here. See you guys later.”
Brady kept his eyes on the duo as they vanished into the mist, and then his shoulders relaxed.
I peered up at him. “Are you all right?”
“I should be asking you that question.”
I shrugged. “Mouthing-off dickheads don’t bother me.”
“I wasn’t talking about him. You’ve been different since I picked you up.”
My stomach quivered, and I ducked my head. “Yeah. I guess I have.”
I could feel him studying me. “It’s okay. I understand. You chose him.”
My gaze flew up to meet his. “No. That’s … that’s not what it is.”
“Then what?”
“I’m attracted to him. I can’t deny it, and things happened between us earlier today.”
He went very still. “You don’t owe me anything, Indigo. You don’t have to do this.”
“Yes. Yes, I do.” I reached for his arm and allowed the swirling feelings in my heart to flow out of my eyes. “Nothing can happen between Hyde and me. If it could, then I would want to pursue it, but I’d still want you too. I can honestly say I can’t make a choice. And that makes me sound like a complete dick, I know.”
He reached up to cup my face. “You have made a choice. You’ve chosen not to choose.” His gaze dropped to my mouth. “So, what do you want from me, Indigo?”
Everything. But saying that would be forcing him to commit. It would be activating a mating bond that was for life. Was I ready for that? As much as I wanted him, did I want that?
He smiled sadly. “You’re not ready.”
I clutched at his shoulders. “I want to be.”
He smiled, slow burn and sexy as hell. “Then how about we begin with a kiss.”
