18-2
A few days later Skye’s body and mind were
feeling better, her mind was still fractured but she had gotten enough of a grip on
everything that she didn’t feel like she was going to have a meltdown every
second of the day thus having to commit herself to a facility where she would
be drugged back to some form of normalcy.
The thought was still in her head when she
entered the kitchen and saw Maury standing in front of the toaster, head tilted
back, eyes closed, toast about to burn and clearly still tired after being up all night playing video
games with Cyrus. The sight of him standing there, lightly swaying from side to
side made her smile and as small as it was it was a smile none the less. Those
had been few and far between in the recently with everything that was going on.
“Morning,” she said casually as she glided
past him. When all she got back was a grunt she smiled again. “Did my boy kick
your ass…again?” she asked with a cheeky tone. Skye made it to the sliding
glass door and as she picked up her cigarettes that were on the counter, both
dogs came barreling through the house and into the kitchen all teeth and
tongues, fully aware that the actions their human had just completed meant that
they were going to go outside.
Maury tilted his head at the chaos and
cocked open one eye. “That kid…” he paused “is a lethal tactical genius.” He
frowned “I guess that means I’m not?”
Fishing the lighter out of the cigarette
pouch Skye let out a soft laugh. “I prefer to say it takes one to know one.”
She watched as his head snap up as he thought about what she said. Slowly he turned to her with a self-satisfied
half smile. “Thank you Skye that made my day. I’m too tired to walk over there
and hug you for it though so let’s just pretend I did OK?” She had no problem
with that seeing as she still barely knew Maury or Chase. Maury got a look in
his eyes that made her curious enough to stop her with the sliding door barely
open. Angel wedged a paw in and pushed her muscular body through the opening so
quickly that Skye nearly fell over.
“What?”
She inquired
“I
think I just figured out how to take that son of yours down thanks to you.”
Skye froze; her eyes went wide and shook
her head. “Oh, no you don’t. If he knows you got any form of insight from me
he’ll lose his mind.” Maury just grinned and stared at her nodding his head. She
was pretty sure he didn’t hear a word she had just said and she couldn’t help
taking comfort in the fact that there was someone there for Cyrus. They truly did
have men in their family that could step up and show him how to be a man in the
absence of his father.
Just as she was mulling over the thought in
her head, cigarette still unlit in hand, Chase came strolling casually into the
kitchen shirtless in blue jeans with a towel thrown over one shoulder, his skin
freshly damp from the shower making his skin glisten and ripple with every step
he took. The man’s abs were perfect as they stretched across his tapered waist.
Skye backed up a step and hit the sliding glass door at an odd angle startling
herself. She recovered quickly and turned her attention to the two dogs chasing
each other around the yard before either man could see the blush that hit her
cheeks. Without another word she turned and took the opportunity to get herself
out the door into the cool morning air, gratefully leaving the glass between
the things that make you stupid and herself.
She hadn’t had even a smidgen of interest
in anyone else since she and Deacon had gotten together. She cursed herself for
reacting that way and chastised herself for thinking she was being unfaithful
to his memory. Chase was good looking, even more than that with his strawberry
blonde hair and aqua green eyes. The strong jaw line he had like Deacon, the
same jaw that Cyrus had and would become more prominent as he got older. Her
mind wrestled with the reaction she had. As she tried to shove it away, Georgia
spoke up in her head. “He is a fine, fine specimen of his species.” She purred
from inside of her.
“Shut up…” Skye pushed back “I’m married.”
She felt the heavy weight in her heart but Georgia had no filter.
“Ahhh…yes.” She crooned. “But I am not. The
things I would do to him and have him do to me…if I liked... Wolves”
Anger shot through Skye immediately and she
wasn’t quite sure why but she stifled it just as quickly. Was it because this
was her body and she wouldn’t let Georgia use it to betray her love of Deacon
or was it because in the short time Chase has been in her face over the past
week she felt a bond with him? Was she being protective over him like he was
over her and the family? The internal debate went on between herself and
Georgia to the point that she hadn’t realized that not only did she light her
cigarette but had burned away to nothing so she tossed it in the nearby ashtray. While she fought this internal battle Chase
had standing in front of her leaning against the closed sliding glass door with an eyebrow cocked staring at her.
When her recognition kicked in she blushed
immediately because of course, he still wasn’t wearing a shirt.
“I…ah…I” she started. Before she could
continue he cut her off.
“She’s talking to you isn’t she.” More of a
statement than it was a question in that gravely, knees weakening voice he had.
Skye could only nod and then ever so softly she
heard the low growl in his throat. She regained her self-control and asked
sharply, “Dominic and Gertie are positive that she can’t take over my body as
long as the incantation hasn’t been said, correct?” Chase gave her a solid dip
of his head in confirmation.
“Well then, it doesn’t matter if she’s
talking to me about how hot you are then.” It was out before she could take it
back and both of Chase’s brows shot up
in question. Skye put both hands up palms out in front of her and her heart
felt like it was pounding out of her chest. “Never mind!.. I never said that
out loud, are we clear?”
Chase’s face relaxed into a smoldering half
smile that forced Skye to blush yet again as she sidestepped past him before her
mouth could get her into any more trouble.
The whole time she heard Georgia in her
head laughing.
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