Ulysses Exposed (Blaire Thorne Book 1) by N Gray

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

CHAPTER 13

I PACKED AN overnight bag with fresh clothes and locked the front door. Ralph drove to his place, and as it turned out, our houses are about twenty minutes apart with no traffic. His house was styled similarly to mine, except that it smelled like a man’s house; a mixture of aftershave, gym bag, sweat and musk. But, as I stood beside Ralph waiting for his fridge to slide away from the wall, his scent was familiar and made me feel safe. My face was near his chest, and I knew his smell; cedarwood, oak and vanilla with a hint of sweat. I must’ve worked with that smell around me for years, and I knew in my heart that we were best friends.

My heart also suggested that I had probably slept with him at least once, too.

I also remembered Sebastian’s smell, a combination of the ocean and extravagant French eau de toilette, from the few times he had been lying beside me and holding me in bed. He represented the potential for something new, exciting and promising. Ralph didn’t smell like that; Ralph smelled like home, like a comfort blanket you rush to when scared. He was the cup of hot chocolate to soothe nerves or a good book when it rained or snowed.

I knew that I couldn’t ignore that feeling. I needed to ask him about it; to explore it a little. Whatever had happened between us was beginning to feel real the more time that I spent with him, even though I couldn’t fully explain why.

“Before, you said we stopped before we even started. What did you mean by that?”

“We had worked together for a few years when we finally admitted that there was an attraction between us, but you didn’t want either of us to get hurt. You didn’t want others to know that they could use one of us against the other. It could’ve gotten both of us killed. So, we had only that one night together, and since then, we’ve been the best of friends.” He motioned for the opening and started descending the stairs.

I knew it; he was my comfort, my home. I laid my hand on his shoulder and followed him into the darkness until we reached the bottom of the stairs. I let go of his shoulder when we reached the floor, and he switched the light on and closed the latch. Bright stars flickered before my eyes, and it took a couple of seconds for me to get used to the fluorescent lights overhead.

“Are there any photo albums or anything like that that I can look at? Anything else that might tell me what I was like?”

“There are no photos, no albums, nothing that would tell others what you were like. We are all ghosts, Blaire; we are nobody. We are untraceable. Do you understand?” He raised his voice a little. “You can’t be the boogeyman and kill people for a living and expect to have a family photo album that’s full of smiles.

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