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Story: Taz
“You disappear and didn’t think to even tell me what’s going on?” Storm asked. “You took your gun, Taz. What are you doing?”
I licked my lips.
Before I could speak, Darby walked up behind me and leaned his chin to my shoulder.
I saw the change in Storm the moment he saw Darby, and I knew this was one of those moments I wished I could take back.
Darby was still not wearing any clothes.
Storm licked his lips and nodded.
“Got it,” he said.
“Storm, no.” I pleaded.
“I’m an idiot.” Storm scratched his right cheek with the nail of his thumb. “I’m such an idiot.”
“Storm, please.”
“It’s okay.” He told me. “I get it. As for how I got your number, I have a Tex now. Just so you know, I sounded the alarm to Kaos and Zoom when I thought you were in trouble. You may want to call and tell them you’re fine. It’ll go over better to call off the hounds if they hear it from you.”
“Storm—”
But instead of speaking again, Storm hung up.
“Who was that?” Darby asked.
“Don’t talk to me right now.” I snapped. “Because if you say anything stupid, you won’t have to worry about them killing you. I’ll do it myself.”
CHAPTERTHREE
Storm
Beam and I went for a run before we reported to the station. It had been about a week since I found out Taz was fine, but I still felt empty.
Was I that horrible that she couldn’t have told me she’d found someone?
Sure, I hadn’t told her how I felt about her. I knew what she would have said—that I was too young and not her type.
I figured I could have taken her running away to be with her man better if she’d just told me—closed that door.
Or just told me she was leaving and not have me running after her like some idiot thinking she was tied up in some pervert’s basement.
At the end of the run, I showered, and Beam and I returned to duty.
“You’ve been quiet since you called off the search for your friend.” Beam spoke up when we climbed into the car to go run down a lead.
“I’ve been?”
“Mm.”
“It wasn’t the ending I was expecting.” I admitted.
“But she’s safe, P. I thought you’d be happy.”
I nodded. “Yes, and I’m happy about that. It’s just a very long and one-sided story that I want to just forget.”
Beam patted my shoulder. “That feeling I’m intimately familiar with.”
I licked my lips.
Before I could speak, Darby walked up behind me and leaned his chin to my shoulder.
I saw the change in Storm the moment he saw Darby, and I knew this was one of those moments I wished I could take back.
Darby was still not wearing any clothes.
Storm licked his lips and nodded.
“Got it,” he said.
“Storm, no.” I pleaded.
“I’m an idiot.” Storm scratched his right cheek with the nail of his thumb. “I’m such an idiot.”
“Storm, please.”
“It’s okay.” He told me. “I get it. As for how I got your number, I have a Tex now. Just so you know, I sounded the alarm to Kaos and Zoom when I thought you were in trouble. You may want to call and tell them you’re fine. It’ll go over better to call off the hounds if they hear it from you.”
“Storm—”
But instead of speaking again, Storm hung up.
“Who was that?” Darby asked.
“Don’t talk to me right now.” I snapped. “Because if you say anything stupid, you won’t have to worry about them killing you. I’ll do it myself.”
CHAPTERTHREE
Storm
Beam and I went for a run before we reported to the station. It had been about a week since I found out Taz was fine, but I still felt empty.
Was I that horrible that she couldn’t have told me she’d found someone?
Sure, I hadn’t told her how I felt about her. I knew what she would have said—that I was too young and not her type.
I figured I could have taken her running away to be with her man better if she’d just told me—closed that door.
Or just told me she was leaving and not have me running after her like some idiot thinking she was tied up in some pervert’s basement.
At the end of the run, I showered, and Beam and I returned to duty.
“You’ve been quiet since you called off the search for your friend.” Beam spoke up when we climbed into the car to go run down a lead.
“I’ve been?”
“Mm.”
“It wasn’t the ending I was expecting.” I admitted.
“But she’s safe, P. I thought you’d be happy.”
I nodded. “Yes, and I’m happy about that. It’s just a very long and one-sided story that I want to just forget.”
Beam patted my shoulder. “That feeling I’m intimately familiar with.”
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