Remembered by Moonlight

Author:Nancy Gideon [Gideon, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-10-12T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

When he stepped into the dining room for coffee, Max thought he was the first one awake in the big, silent house. He hadn’t rested well next to Cee Cee with their unsettling secrets between them. Hers with her job and that something more she was eager to discuss, his keeping him from the closeness they both desired. He’d come to think of this house as his sanctuary from the city stresses, but last night they’d followed through the wrought iron gates and this morning, they remained.

He caught sight of movement outside in the misty dawn, relaxing when he recognized their unexpected house guest taking advantage of the early hour to work out. Carrying his coffee onto the porch, he discovered he wasn’t the only one curious. Oscar stood at the rail, turning to smile in greeting.

“Hey, Max.” He nodded toward the slight figure moving through a smooth kata. “He’s something, isn’t he?”

“He is,” Max agreed. But he wasn’t sure what.

Because of the earbuds plugging him into his music, his closed eyes and concentration deep, Cale seemed unaware of his audience. He’d tossed his sweat jacket to the side despite the cool temperature, and the skin bared by his tank top was slick from the moisture-laden air and exertion. His bare feet were sure even on the wet lawn as he glided through the fluid routine. Max wasn’t fooled by the graceful ballet of steps or the other’s small stature. Power channeled along the ripple of muscle. Deadly strength was telegraphed in each flawless gesture and well-timed turn. Cale Terriot was a finely tuned weapon.

“Think he’d show me some of those moves?” Oscar asked as he watched the exercise with near reverence.

“You know martial arts, do you?”

“Naw. Just what you taught me about boxing.” Oscar gave him a quick, saddened glance. “You were going to teach me, but then you got hurt.”

Feeling a twinge of guilt for what he’d had no control over, Max smiled. “I’m feeling better now. We can get back to it if it’s okay with your folks.”

The boy’s features tightened. His shrug was full of meaning. Max should have understood and was frustrated because he didn’t.

Cale was in the middle of a low sweeping spin when he caught sight of them. He straightened and smiled as he pulled out one of his earpieces.

“Morning! Figured I’d get some stretching in early before this place turns into a fucking sauna.” At Max’s scowl, he turned apologetically to the near-teen. “Sorry about the language.”

Oscar grinned and called, “It’s not like I’ve never heard the word before.”

“Probably tumbling out of those loose lips at dinner last night,” Max grumbled.

Cale grinned. “What can I say? I like my adjectives. I’ll try to keep a lock on it.” He made a zipping gesture across his mouth but his eyes crinkled in amusement. He gestured to the lawn behind him. “Care to go a few rounds, Savoie? Just for fun.” His smile grew wolfish, showing a long row of teeth.

Max held up his coffee cup.

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