Roamer (The Nomad Series Book 3) by Janine Infante Bosco

Author:Janine Infante Bosco [Infante Bosco, Janine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-five

Standing in the shower, I reach for the coconut shower gel and let the water spray over me. The steam begins to loosen all the knots twisting in my back and I relax, letting my mind wander back to yesterday. I hadn’t had a chance to process the epic sense of power or the instant satisfaction that coursed through me as I pulled the trigger. Picturing Yankovich as my target, hearing the cryptic words he whispered in my ear was all the ammo I needed to take that first shot. Remembering my own hell, hearing my own cries, well, that’s all I needed to take the two shots that followed.

It was powerful.

It was healing.

And it was shocking. In that single moment, I learned the biggest lesson of all. I learned I could be more than a nightmare.

I could be fearless.

I also learned shooting provides you with an indescribable adrenaline rush, making it impossible to sleep. I drove Deuce crazy, tossing and turning all night, making him swear that he would take me again and work on my aim. Realizing it was the perfect remedy to soothe me after a grueling therapy session, Deuce suggested we make it a thing and recommended we shoot on the days I have therapy.

Of course, I agreed and it got me thinking; there were so many things out there for me to try. Things that might be therapeutic for someone like me or things that I might just find fun. I hadn’t had much fun in my life. I hadn’t had any at all, and adventures, I didn’t have any of those either.

If being kidnapped taught me anything, it taught me that life was too short. One day you’re here, the next you’re not, so you better make every day count.

“Deuce!” I shout, sticking my head out from behind the shower curtain. Wondering if he could hear me over the shower, I holler for him again.

Kicking the door open, he comes skidding to a stop when he spots me.

“What’s the matter? What happened?”

“Nothing,” I say simply as my eyes dart down to his chest. I’m a sucker for his chest and for that crazy beautiful tattoo that’s inked to it. I think it’s pretty cool he has the engine of his first Harley forever imbedded to his skin. I learned that last night when he was trying to sleep and I kept nagging him.

“Jesus, fuck, you scared the shit out of me,” he growls, swiping his hands over his face.

“A big strong guy like you, scared?” I tease. “Maybe I’m more like Bonnie Parker than I thought,” I say as he drops his hands from his face and stares at me.

“You’re taking a shower.”

“Yep but the water is getting cold now so do you mind handing me a towel?”

“What?”

“A towel,” I repeat, holding the curtain with one hand and pointing to the towel rack with the other.

“You’re fucking killing me,” he grunts.

“Well, you can’t die yet. I’ve got big plans for you,” I say as he angrily pulls the towel from the rack.

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