Touch-Starved by Celia Crown

Author:Celia Crown [Crown, Celia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-26T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Jacqueline

“You’re awfully quiet,” Eli remarks, but his approach isn’t pushy for me to answer him if I don’t want to.

“Just thinking,” I reply softly, toeing off my shoes and slinging my backpack off to the side of the couch as I maneuver through the furniture to find the remote control to the television.

It’s hidden somewhere. When I don’t need it, it’s everywhere and when I do, it’s suddenly in the void and I will never see it again. I rarely watch television. We only have it because it came with the apartment and we figured that one day it can come in handy.

Danni and I are still waiting for that day.

“Tell me,” he says.

I hum, distracting myself from telling him what I’m thinking while fumbling through the kitchen for something to eat. I can start on dinner. Danni would be coming home soon from her day at the hospital, and I know she gets hungry from having to deal with all types of people.

I hear the stories of how she sees the worst of people when they are in the hospital, but she also feels the happiness and relief that comes with a successful day.

It takes a certain type of bravery to be in the medical field and I don’t have that in me. I don’t do well under pressure and stress. Time restraint frightens me to no end. I rarely do well when one of my clients pushes up the deadline of the product they have paid for.

They often ask with an option of paying extra, but it’s the mental health part of me that tells them that I can if it is absolutely necessary, but for future projects, I will have to decline if it is a continues cycle.

“Jackie.”

I stifle down a groan. Eli has this tendency to not let things go, and it’s a great character trait if it’s applied in the position of an IRS agent. Those government employees are bloodhounds to people who don’t pay their taxes, and they don’t care what crimes they have committed, but if they don’t pay taxes, then it’s a playing field.

“I’m having a revelation.”

His silence is loud, and his eyes are burning through my brown hair as I have my back towards him. I fiddle with the refrigerator door with my hands and dinner takes some of my tension away from Eli.

He may be a ghost, but his presence is of a man with raw power. I cannot ignore the nagging of his eyes on me, and it’s as if his phantom arms are an iron lock around me, chaining me to his side and possessing the tempo of my heart.

“I can’t tell you,” I say, and the grimace pinches through my facial muscles.

That sounded better in my head. I had a whole explanation planned and it was not what came out of my mouth. My brain and my vocals tend to fight against each other. Danni doesn’t take offense to things I say, and I hope Eli doesn’t either.

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