Drake by Erosa Knowles

Author:Erosa Knowles [Knowles, Erosa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-02T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

When Faith woke later that day, the sun had set. Sounds from the television came from the living room, and something smelled good. Faith stretched. Her hand landed on a wide solid chest.

She jerked as if burned, removed her arm and stared at the bandages and bruises on Drake’s mottled skin. Memories from earlier flooded her mind as she stared at him. He’d been in a tough fight and gotten hurt to keep her safe. Her heart softened as she continued staring at him.

Drake had used some sort of cannon or powerful weapon she was sure was illegal. Gunshots, yells, screams and piteous sounds had drawn her from her hiding place in the car. Fire, smoke, and wreckage had littered the road and shoulder. Paul drove down the road, and she saw the damage first hand. Just thinking about the smells and blood made her stomach roll.

And then that guy came at Drake from behind. She had seen him separate from the fog like some kind of phantom and tried to warn Drake. His reflexes had been spot on, and he avoided a blow that could’ve done a lot of damage.

Faith had never seen a real, up-close, someone could die, fight before. It was nothing like the movies with staged actors dancing around. No, the deadly look in Drakes' eyes and whoever attacked him was lethal. Only one of them would walk away in the end.

Unable to move or speak or think, her heart had reacted to each blow Drake received and it dawned on her she really cared about him. Seeing him take those hits hurt. She hadn’t known what to think or do with her emotions.

No one in the car spoke. When Drake hit the ground, tension spread between her, Paul, and Franco. She prayed he got up and won so they could leave. Seeing his bruises up close once he returned to the car had bothered her more than she could admit. Those men had been after her, and he’d stopped them. She wasn’t sure what to say. Thank you seemed so lightweight. Instead of dealing with that emotional land-mine she had peppered him with questions during the flight.

Weren’t they afraid the cops would come? Why hadn’t anyone called 911 to help those men on the road? How would that whole situation be explained?

For every question, he complained that he hurt everywhere, and insisted they use the first aid kit and bandage him. By the time they reached the house her entire focus had been on him and his bruises.

Rested, she realized he played the game well and silently gave him kudos for keeping her distracted, not only from what happened to her brother but also the very real attack on the road.

Her fingertip hovered over a loose bandage.

He opened his eyes, his gaze captured hers. For several moments neither spoke. Drake had mastered the art of silence and probably wouldn’t say anything until she did.

“Can you explain to me why we’re in bed together?” she asked to cover her embarrassment at being caught watching him.

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