Flesh and Feathers by Danielle Hylton & April Fifer

Author:Danielle Hylton & April Fifer [Hylton, Danielle & Fifer, April]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-05-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Needs

Knocking at the door

I opened my eyes and focused them on the alarm clock next to my bed. I slightly moved to see what time it was. The alarm read seven thirty AM.

“Hang on a sec,” I shouted, pulling the covers over my head, not wanting to get up.

But then, slowly I made it to my feet, trying to get to the door. However, not before the knocking started again. “Who is it?” My voice was scratchy and hoarse.

I looked through the peephole, smiling at the fact that Gage was holding a brown paper bag and coffee against it, so I could see that he had brought breakfast. I was not surprised. He was the only person insane enough to be up, beating on my door this early in the morning.

Opening the door, I leaned my head against it and yawned.

“Good morning. And I must say I don’t think I have ever seen you look hotter,” he said, looking me up and down.

“Shut up,” of course, smiling when I said it. I opened the door wider, allowing him to come in.

He was wearing loose fitted khaki shorts, a t-shirt and a black baseball cap. This was a lot more casual for him than normal. He was gorgeous, and breakfast was a bonus.

He still teased me. “No, I’m serious, what do you call this hair style?” he asked, as he lifted a mangled piece of my hair.

“Enough,” I said, smacking his hand away from my hair. He would go on for hours like this if I let him. “Look, I really need to go get changed and ready for work.”

“Fantastic, can I watch?” he asked, as he handed me the caramel latté he had brought.

“No, you cannot… and thanks.”

“Well, since that is not an option, how about I walk you to work?” he asked.

I rolled my eyes at him. “Negative. Besides, don’t you have to work or something like that?”

“What’s your point?”

“My point is… if I don’t leave here in the next hour, I’m going to be late. So you need to go.”

Instead of him leaving like I had suggested, Gage simply pulled out a kitchen chair and sat. He opened the newspaper and pretended to read it before pausing to look at me.

“I will wait for you to get dressed, and then I will walk you out.”

I just smiled and shook my head, walking off. I entered my bedroom, rummaging through my clothes piled on the floor, looking for my work uniform. I needed to shower, but ever since my last encounter with the blonde haired women in my mirror, I couldn’t help but feel apprehensive every time I entered the bathroom. I think I was more comfortable believing that I was crazy, and to see her again would only prove that she really was haunting me. Being crazy was the lesser of the two evils.

I peered into the empty bathroom cautiously, but nothing looked out of the sort.

“Gage,” I said, poking my head out of the door and looking down the hall.

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