Ode to the Queen by Kyleigh Castronaro

Author:Kyleigh Castronaro [Castronaro, Kyleigh]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-07-22T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

The next morning a banging on my door woke me. Despite the urgency of the knocks I found myself slowly returning to consciousness rather reluctantly. I yawned, stretching out across the mattress when my mind told me something was wrong. I spread my fingers out on the sheet, feeling around tentatively until I confirmed one disappointing thing: I was alone.

It all came rushing back to me then: the drinking, the dancing, and the attempted rape. Everything Aidan and I had talked about, the intimacy we had shared with our words. How I’d asked him to stay the night with me. My stomach knotted, out of embarrassment, or out of disappointment - I didn’t know. But when my eyes flew open and they only confirmed what my hand had told me – he was gone.

Perhaps it was a bit of both.

I didn’t have time to dwell on it as another urgent knock came from the door and I pushed myself quickly off the bed. It was only halfway to the door I remembered I was still half naked and had to run back to grab something to cover up. With a blanket from my bed securely wrapped around me I quickly returned to the door and pulled it open, greeted by the very last person I had expected to see.

“Atlas!” I said, the shock evident in my voice. At this point I had begun to think he had been a figment of my imagination and had simply moved on from expecting he was going to come back and help me out.

“You’re late.” He said simply, his eyes taking in my clothing, or lack thereof. “And you’re not dressed!” He said exasperatedly as he moved further into the apartment, pushing me backwards. “Go get some clothes on Savannah, we don’t have a lot of time, everyone else is waiting.”

“What?” I said, confusion written all over my face. What did he mean that everyone was waiting? Waiting for what? What was going on? But in typical Atlas fashion he was absolutely no help.

He stood there waiting for me to go before pushing me toward the bedroom, “move! C’mon!”

He was a lot more high strung than he had been when he’d picked me up from the airport but I imagined that having to deal with all these dramatic humans as Gods could easily do that. But he could at least be a little clearer with me instead of expecting me to know what the hell he was going on about.

I knew if I just pressed the issue he’d get more aggravated so I went to get clothes on. Besides, I wasn’t exactly comfortable with the idea of being nearly naked with him, however hot he was.

“And make sure it’s something comfortable that you can move in.” What was I going to be doing? Exercising? I really hoped he didn’t have a leotard on under those jeans. But heeding his advice I thought about something cute and yoga appropriate before opening the closet door.

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