Psychic by Chloe Garner

Author:Chloe Garner [Garner, Chloe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A Horse Called Alpha
Published: 2014-12-25T22:00:00+00:00

“What?”

“Set up a bet that you could out-drink some trucker, somewhere. Wish I’d been there to see it.”

She looked back out the window.

“No you don’t.”

“Yeah. I do.”

“You were with Kara.”

He looked at her and shook his head, smiling.

“Okay. You’re right.”

She nodded.

“You love her.”

He stopped at a light and looked at her, then back at the road.

“Okay. Sure. So what?”

“You should tell her.”

He laughed softly.

“She knows. What’s your point?”

She shook her head.

“You should just tell her.”

“This isn’t you trying to make me monogamous?”

“Kara isn’t.”

“No. She isn’t.”

She sighed.

“If you had asked me when I was nineteen, I would have told you that the relationship you have with Kara was the most dysfunctional thing I could imagine,” she said. He snorted.

“Now you and Sam get the blue ribbon?”

She shrugged.

“Probably me and Carter, actually.” She looked at him, and for a moment he wished he hadn’t been driving, so he could have actually watched her with his full attention. “I’m not going to try to change you. Only person who can do that is you, and only when you decide you don’t want to be what you are, any more. My opinions on what you should be don’t matter. I accepted that a long time ago. Before I died. I can’t make the world into what I want to. I can’t make any single person in to what I want them to be, other than myself.” She snorted. “I can’t even do that.” She paused. “But you should tell her. If it’s true and it’s important, you should say it.”

He watched a car switch lanes in front of him, slowing to get himself the space he preferred to have.

“I think she’d refuse to ever sleep with me again,” he said. He heard Samantha smile.

“I bet she wouldn’t.”

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The training session was aggressive. She pushed him to his limits, leaving him at the edge of his capability for as long as his body held up, easing only as exhaustion claimed him, little by little. He didn’t feel it, not yet. Exhaustion, when you bent time as hard as he was, wasn’t something that you noticed. You were too focused on time and motion, your brain focused on the millions of things you could see that you never would have noticed in normal time. She could see it, though. His body didn’t respond like it did at first, despite the precision he was beginning to develop. He poured sweat; she blinked it out of her eyes and felt it trickle between her shoulder blades under Lahn’s sheath.

She couldn’t settle into it, though. The focus and precision and discipline of working out combined with the purpose of training normally pushed her away from her over-thoughtful center off into a clean part of her brain that just operated mechanically. Do. It wasn’t concerned with why, or even that much with what happened next. It was just there to execute. And it abandoned her, this morning.

She hadn’t expected it to show up. Dancing the night before, it hadn’t. She had

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