Bearista by Zoe Chant

Author:Zoe Chant [Chant, Zoe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten: Gaby

Gaby woke to sunlight spilling across her pillow.

She almost never got to sleep in. I overslept, she thought dazedly. My morning shift—I'm going to be late—

Then she registered that, first of all, this wasn't her bed. Second, she was alone in the bed, which she hadn't been when she'd fallen asleep, and she could hear voices and laughter coming from downstairs.

Gaby sat up and yawned, her hair falling messily in her face. She pushed a handful out of the way so she could see, and sat up. She was wearing nothing except yesterday's underwear and an oversized T-shirt that belonged to Keegan.

I should've had Derek take us back to the apartment so we could get a change of clothes. Then she remembered her last sight of her apartment building and shivered. If the apartment is even still there ...

But she thought Derek was right that her apartment probably hadn't been harmed. All they'd have to do was clean up a congealed casserole dish when they got home, at the end of all of this.

Please, for all our sakes, let this be over soon.

Another burst of high-pitched childish giggling came from downstairs, and Gaby decided it was time to figure out what was going on down there. Also, she could smell coffee and the delicious smell of something frying, which made her realize that she was starving. Dinner at the hotel had been a long time ago.

She climbed into yesterday's clothes. A hairbrush, apparently, was yet another thing she hadn't packed, so she combed her hair with her fingers, and then stepped out to the railing of the loft, looking down in the cabin's living room.

Everyone else was already up. Luisa was on the couch with a cup of coffee. Derek and Sandy were in the kitchen; she had to lean out farther to see them. There was a griddle on the stove, a bowl of batter beside it, and a plate with a stack of odd-shaped pancakes on it.

Derek, making pancakes. Her head swam at the mental incongruity.

"What do you want this one to look like?" Derek asked Sandy, dribbling batter onto the griddle.

"Ummm ... a puppy!"

"The last one was a puppy. How about something different this time?"

"Ummmm," Sandy said, bouncing on his toes.

"How about an elephant?" Derek suggested.

"Can you make a pancake ephelant?" Sandy sounded incredulous.

"Sure you can." Derek began carefully pouring batter from a cup. "See, here's the body ... it's got to be bigger than the other pancakes, of course ... and we can do the trunk like this ... would you like to make the legs?"

"Sure!" Sandy crowed, holding his arms up in the air.

Derek handed him the cup of batter and then picked him up. Gaby had to force herself to squash a surge of parental warnings, such as Don't hold him too close to the hot grease! and He's going to drip! You have to guide his hand!

But they seemed to be doing just fine. Against all odds, Derek Ruger, badass and professional bodyguard, appeared to be good with kids.

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