Aftermath by Dee Cara

Author:Dee, Cara [Dee, Cara]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-08-06T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Austin twisted and turned in his sleep. It was just his naked body under the blanket, but his mind went back to a time where a specific pair of pants had probably gotten him kidnapped. Austin had suffered through so many flashbacks today; maybe that was why they didn’t stop now.

*

A few days later, the cuffs were back on, the medical kit and the keys had been returned, and both men were out of the woods for this time. They could move around as long as they were careful, and there was no fever.

"You think this could ever be in fashion?" Austin joked dryly as he put on his sweats. Not only were they dirty, but there were several small tears after the torturer's knife. "My father would probably cry if he saw his pants destroyed like this."

That was obviously not true, but it was a running joke in their family; Austin's dad was extremely proud of his company. He ran a successful construction business which he'd built from the ground up, and this was a man who bought fancy cases to keep his business cards protected.

One time, Austin's mother had to put her foot down, because his dad wanted to buy pillowcases with the company logo on them. And for Christmases and birthdays, Griffin Huntley handed out pens, clothes, towels, coffee mugs, trucker caps, and notepads—all with the logo on them—as extra presents. The entire Huntley family was a walking ad for G.H. Construction.

A pang of sadness hit Austin squarely in the chest at the thought of his parents. He missed them terribly and couldn’t imagine how upset his mother was. Maggie was the kind of woman who'd smack you upside the head with one hand and serve you apple pie with the other.

"Why would your pop care?" Cam looked puzzled. "Does he do your shopping or somethin'?"

Austin snorted. "That'd be a sight. But no." He pointed to the logo along his right leg. "My dad's business."

Cam studied Austin for a beat, then nodded pensively. "Yeah, that makes sense. You don’t really strike me as a construction worker."

Austin didn’t know whether to be offended or flattered. "What's that supposed to mean?" Okay, so it came out a bit defensive.

"At ease, soldier," Cam drawled with a lazy smirk. "I'm just saying you're not as, uh, mellow? I don’t fucking know. You just come off a little more stiff than some handyman." He nodded as he thought of something. "I could see you in a suit."

Austin decided he was definitely offended. The image of a man in a suit wasn’t usually followed by the words fun, adventurous, or carefree. Or mellow. A suit came with labels of dull, starched, and uptight.

Then again, wasn’t Austin all those things? Maybe not uptight, but he did find his life rather calm and on-schedule. But at the same time, he couldn’t recall missing any action. He led a safe life. Contentment and comfort.

Cam would probably add "boring as fuck."

"I'm an accountant," Austin muttered and sat down on his cot.

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