The Long Way by May Archer

The Long Way by May Archer

Author:May Archer [Archer, May]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-11-05T23:00:00+00:00


Chapter 12

“Just out of curiosity, how long is this silent treatment going to last?” Cain demanded as he negotiated the car down a twisty two-lane highway. They’d left Eli’s cabin before daybreak, after saying a surprisingly emotional goodbye to Molly and Chelsea and obtaining Eli’s promise to purchase a burner phone as soon as possible in order to stay in contact with them. That had been nearly two hours ago, but other than a few brief, barked directions and one stop to take a leak, Damon had been completely, stubbornly silent the entire time, which was not helping Cain’s own mood. Not one little bit.

“Maybe when I stop being pissed at you for going to bed last night without letting Eli check your arm.” Damon folded his arms across his chest.

Cain exhaled sharply as he pulled around a minivan full of children and got them back in their lane. “And how was I supposed to know it was a bullet wound? I figured it was a rock or glass or something, just like you.”

“You weren’t supposed to know!” Damon exploded, turning in the seat to face Cain. “That’s the whole point of having someone trained in first aid checking out your injury, so you can have it treated properly before the whole fucking thing gets infected and your fucking arm falls off!”

Cain’s eyes nearly rolled back in his head. “Right, of course. Not that Eli is a doctor or anything, but apparently his magic powers extend to medicine. If my arm falls off, why don’t you just bring me back to Eli and he can reattach it?”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Damon cried, throwing his hands in the air.

“Not a damn thing! That’s what I’m trying to tell you!” Cain roared back. His chest heaved, his breaths nearly audible in the sudden silence that rang through the car. He tried to regain his hold on his temper.

It wasn’t Damon’s fault that he and Eli were… whatever they were. Or, more to the point, it wasn’t Damon’s fault that Cain’s stupid crush on him had grown all out of proportion. Be an adult about this, Shaw. Hooking up means nothing.

“Damon, chill,” he said in a calmer voice. “The great and powerful Eli said I just have to keep it bandaged and cleaned.”

“Chill? Are you kidding me? You were shot, Cain!” Damon crossed his arms and went silent again.

Cain didn’t get Damon’s mood at all. But then, the whole morning had been pretty fucked up, starting from the moment Eli had barged into his room - well, into Eli’s own room, really, where Cain had finally fallen into a fitful sleep - with a glint in his eye, demanding to see Cain’s injury.

“Damon says he wants me to look at it,” Eli had told him when he’d refused. “And frankly, I don’t give a good goddamn what you’d prefer.”

After a quick assessment of Eli’s height, bulk, and proximity to the door, Cain had grudgingly relented. Eli had pulled off the



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