Affliction: Green Fields #7 by Lecter Adrienne

Affliction: Green Fields #7 by Lecter Adrienne

Author:Lecter, Adrienne
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-08-29T00:00:00+00:00


I woke up the next morning to Nate getting increasingly more handsy. Apparently, being at odds with yourself about your questionable choices turns you into a randy bastard. Not that I minded; on the contrary. What I minded even less was that, once we were both a sweaty mess, he got up to check on the others, leaving me to enjoy a few quiet moments alone, cozied up in the blankets. With everything warm except for my toes, this was as close to bliss as I’d expected to feel any time before next spring.

Eventually, I decided that I couldn’t shirk my duty any longer when voices got loud outside the building, making me guess everyone but me was getting ready. I threw off the heap of blankets in a dramatic flurry—it wasn’t like I could easily kick them off the bed, as on three sides it bordered the walls—and halted when my gaze landed on my legs. Cue the horror after not shaving for more than a year and a half; but the abundance of fur wasn’t what made me pause. No, it was the fact that my shins and calves were mottled with bruises, and my toes had a distinctly whitish cast. When I reached down I expected them to feel cool to the touch—duh, with me barely being able to feel them from the cold—but they were distinctly warm. Huh.

Turning over, I found a larger, purplish bruise on my left thigh. It hurt all right when I prodded at it, but that actually made me feel relieved. Bruises, hurting, nothing new there. I tried to remember when I must have gotten them, but came out blank. Then I remembered rolling around in the dirt with the zombie, relaxing instantly. Yeah, that would have done it. I hadn’t realized that I must have kicked so much, but Pia had spent ages teaching me that my hips and thighs were the strongest parts of my body, and I should use them whenever I had to grapple with anyone. And let’s just say that sparring with Nate was easier when I kicked him rather than gave him the chance to use his superior reach and punch me. Remembering that made my jaw ache where the tooth had been, but everything still felt normal when I tongued the area.

Yeah, me being paranoid. What else was new?

Freaked out as I was about my toes, I quickly dressed, feeling better immediately when the hopping around made them tingle, then quiet down as they warmed up. I debated telling Nate, but then decided against it. He’d likely just laugh at me, and that was the last thing I needed. Truth was, after losing my fair share of toenails last year on our endless trek across the country, I’d stopped worrying so much if I only got a blister or two. And being on the road where dressing and washing was usually a quick-as-possible act that left the minimum of skin exposed, it was easy to find bruises days after getting them, often when they were already partly faded.



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