Memory: Book Two (Scars 2) by West Sinden

Author:West, Sinden [West, Sinden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-12-12T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

He taught me in the gym. I turned my back to the creepy mural with its disguised faces. It was like those eyes saw right through me and they made me shiver. They appeared to have no such effect on Aaron however. He wore only shorts and his skin was already shiny with sweat from his workout. I felt weak in comparison, my muscle pathetic compared to his.

“Attack me,” he instructed.

“Sure.” I swung wildly, putting my whole body behind me as I aimed for his face. It took a mere second for my arm to be grabbed and twisted behind my back. That’s how it went on, time and time again until I was sweating and exhausted as I tried to follow his instructions. I wasn’t sure if I were improving at all, but I was enjoying being close to him and pressed up against his hard body half the time.

“I need a break.” I grabbed my bottle of water and gulped it down while he watched me, amused.

“We’ve barely gotten started.”

“You’re only saying that because you’re winning,” I muttered, then I directed my attention to the wall that was covered in old weapons and stepped closer to inspect them. “You really like old swords and stuff, huh?”

The sword I observed was damaged with large chips in the blade and the pommel looked like it could disintegrate at any moment.

“That’s a Viking sword. It’s worth a lot, damaged or not.”

“How do you find this kind of stuff?”

“Every so often, private collections come up for auction. I have a guy who keeps an eye on them and bids on pieces that interest me.” He stood behind me, his hands resting gently on my shoulders.

“It all looks so fragile. Shouldn’t it be in a museum or something?” I leaned back into his touch.

“Probably, but I don’t like to share my things.”

I gave a nod. “Fair enough. How did you get interested in this kind of stuff anyway?”

He cleared his throat. “I had an Uncle who used to bring me comic books about Vikings and crusading knights. I may not have liked reading but I liked the pictures.”

“Aaron?” I turned to face him, wrapping my arms around his waist and leaning my head against his chest. “What do you do? You’re so mysterious. You obviously have a lot of money.”

I felt him breathing beneath me. “I do work for Antony’s family from time to time. Debt collection, security, that kind of thing. I freelance as well.”

“Who for?”

“Whoever pays the most.”

It was an incomplete answer, but I didn’t really care. This guy didn’t do things above board, just like my Mom and me. He was no mark, that was for sure, and I was glad that he wasn’t.

“Is that why someone attacked me? Because of what you do? Should I be scared?” I didn’t feel scared though, and that was perhaps due to being around him. He was so confident and self-assured. If there was a weakness in him, I couldn’t find it.

He responded by kissing me and that suited me just fine.

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