Over Exposed by Allyson Lindt

Author:Allyson Lindt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Acelette Press
Published: 2020-03-02T16:00:00+00:00

A FAMILIAR PAIR OF hands rested on Max’s shoulders, and Taylor pressed his thumbs into her neck, massaging the tight muscles.

Out of instinct, she hid what she was working on—not only from his view but also from anyone else’s. She closed her dry eyes and leaned into his touch. “Welcome back. How’d it go?”

“Eh.” He hit a cord so tight, she felt it in her toes when he focused on it, and she moaned involuntarily. He moved his attention to that spot. “It was what it was supposed to be. You?”

“It was what it always is.”

“Bummer.”

“But I think I found us work.”

He dropped onto the mattress next to her and crossed his legs, resting his hands on his ankles. “When do we leave?”

His sudden enthusiasm struck her as odd. “I have to vet it first. Make sure we’re safe,” she said.

“Of course. How long will that take?”

These were things he knew, and the questions set her on edge. “As long as always. Aren’t you nervous about binding ourselves to an employer so soon?”

He didn’t meet her gaze. “We have to do it sometime, and I trust you.”

That didn’t reassure her, but she couldn’t find the words to vocalize her reservations. “Tomorrow. We’ll know tomorrow.”

Taylor grinned, but something tense lay underneath. Probably the same things making her antsy. He lay down on the cot behind her, his hip against the small of her back. “Make sure you get some sleep.” His voice was soft.

She nodded, diving into the split tasks of trying to find out about the other Null, and investigating the job opportunity. “I promise.”

She didn’t watch the clock while she worked. As long as nobody was on their heels, it didn’t matter if she paid attention to the outside world now or an hour from now. The handful of other refugees in the room drifted off one by one, until Max’s corner was lit by the last pair of twin glows, coming from her and Taylor’s handhelds.

Taylor sat, and the movement dragged her into the real world. “Do you still have those pills the doctor gave you for nausea?” His whisper was low in the quiet room.

Her gut churned at the reminder. How appropriate. She didn’t know if the pills were actually for that. She grabbed them from her bag and used the brand name to pull up pharmaceutical information. “Why?”

“Heather needs them.”

Max might have been engrossed for the last several hours, but she would have noticed him leaving. “How do you know?”

“I’m psychic.”

Max rolled her eyes. “Last time I checked, nausea wasn’t an emotion.”

“No, but there are some that go along with it.”

It wasn’t his concern for Heather that ate at Max. Was it still paranoia about the last few days? It couldn’t be jealousy. “What happened to her being emotional suicide?”

“That doesn’t mean I want to listen to her suffer. She’s still a good person.” He settled his chin on Max’s shoulder.

The contact chased away the shadows at the edges of her mind. He had a good point.

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