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Story: Taz
Still, footsteps in the hall.
Climbing off the bed, I went to check. Beam and Storm were halfway down the stairs.
“You guys okay?” I asked.
“Fine.” Storm replied without looking back. “Go back to bed.”
“Where are you going?” I asked.
He stopped at the foot of the stairs and turned to look up at me. His eyes were wary, and it broke my heart he was looking at me like that.
“One of Tex’s satellites picked up something.” He replied. “We’re going to check it out.”
“Wait, I’ll come with you.”
“No need.” He replied. “Someone needs to stay here with Darby. I have a backup.”
“Storm—”
“Are you going to question everything I do now?” He snapped. “He is safer here with someone with him.”
“P?” Beam asked.
“Grab the bag.” He replied.
Storm returned his attention to me and while he opened his mouth to speak, he clamped it shut, accepted the gun Beam handed him and shoved it into the back of his pants.
When I glanced around to see why he’d stopped, Darby was now standing beside him.
“Storm—” I tried.
He walked out with Beam.
I shuffled down the stairs but wasn’t fast enough. By the time I made it onto the front porch, the back of the jeep was already leaving the driveway.
What’s wrong with me?
It was almost like when it came to Storm, I was at a loss of words. It was like I was tripping over myself and the disappointment in his eyes rendered me speechless.
He set aside his pride and his heart, and he showed up.
“Taz, what—”
“Go back to bed.” I snapped.
Darby’s voice become an irritation.
“What’s going on?” He pushed.
“They’re running down a lead.” I told him without facing him. “It makes no sense we’re all sleep deprived in the morning.”
I waited until I heard his footsteps leading away from me before I moved into the kitchen. Pouring myself a whiskey shot, I knocked it back before grabbing my laptop and calling Tex. With the time zone difference, he was probably in bed, but I needed to know what he told Storm.
Tex yawned. “Come on, man. I just put my head down.”
“Where did you send Storm?”
“Where—why aren’t you with him?”
Climbing off the bed, I went to check. Beam and Storm were halfway down the stairs.
“You guys okay?” I asked.
“Fine.” Storm replied without looking back. “Go back to bed.”
“Where are you going?” I asked.
He stopped at the foot of the stairs and turned to look up at me. His eyes were wary, and it broke my heart he was looking at me like that.
“One of Tex’s satellites picked up something.” He replied. “We’re going to check it out.”
“Wait, I’ll come with you.”
“No need.” He replied. “Someone needs to stay here with Darby. I have a backup.”
“Storm—”
“Are you going to question everything I do now?” He snapped. “He is safer here with someone with him.”
“P?” Beam asked.
“Grab the bag.” He replied.
Storm returned his attention to me and while he opened his mouth to speak, he clamped it shut, accepted the gun Beam handed him and shoved it into the back of his pants.
When I glanced around to see why he’d stopped, Darby was now standing beside him.
“Storm—” I tried.
He walked out with Beam.
I shuffled down the stairs but wasn’t fast enough. By the time I made it onto the front porch, the back of the jeep was already leaving the driveway.
What’s wrong with me?
It was almost like when it came to Storm, I was at a loss of words. It was like I was tripping over myself and the disappointment in his eyes rendered me speechless.
He set aside his pride and his heart, and he showed up.
“Taz, what—”
“Go back to bed.” I snapped.
Darby’s voice become an irritation.
“What’s going on?” He pushed.
“They’re running down a lead.” I told him without facing him. “It makes no sense we’re all sleep deprived in the morning.”
I waited until I heard his footsteps leading away from me before I moved into the kitchen. Pouring myself a whiskey shot, I knocked it back before grabbing my laptop and calling Tex. With the time zone difference, he was probably in bed, but I needed to know what he told Storm.
Tex yawned. “Come on, man. I just put my head down.”
“Where did you send Storm?”
“Where—why aren’t you with him?”
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