Touch of Chaos by C. Hallman

Author:C. Hallman [Hallman, C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bleeding Heart Press
Published: 2024-03-29T00:00:00+00:00

17

REN

“Wake up,” a deep familiar voice drags me from my restless sleep.

My eyes fly open just in time for me to see a bundle of clothes thrown at my face. I manage to lift my arm just in time, catching the pile of fabric. Still disoriented by sleep, I look around my cell to find Quinton standing inside, only two feet away from my cot.

“Get up and get dressed. You are going to the gym with me,” he orders, his tone not leaving any room for a discussion.

I sit up and stare at the pile of clothes in my hand, realizing I’m holding a pair of workout shorts and a thin T-shirt.

“Why are you sleeping in the middle of the day, anyway? Nothing better to do than nap? Oh, wait, you don’t,” he says sarcastically, glancing around the bare cell with a grin. “Hurry up, I don’t have all day.”

“Do you really think that’s a good idea? Does your father know you are letting me out of here?”

“Don’t you worry about him. Besides, you really think you can take me?”

“I know I can take you,” I challenge.

“Give it a try and find out, asshole.”

A grin tugs on my lips. Fuck, I missed this prick. I know he will never truly forgive me, but Q has been my best friend for most of my life. It’s hard not to miss him. Which makes turning him down even harder.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea to leave my cell.”

Quinton rolls his dark eyes at me. “Scarlet and Aspen aren’t here. They went shopping, and my dad ordered extra security to follow us around. So get off your lazy ass and put the fucking workout clothes on, or I’ll drag you to the gym like this.” He points at my jeans, long sleeve shirt, and bare feet.

Only when I look down do I realize he has also brought some sneakers for me.

“Fine,” I agree, before quickly getting changed into the stuff he brought.

“Finally.” Quinton sighs dramatically as if he has been waiting for hours. “Come on.” He opens the ajar door wide and waves me through. “After you.”

My first step out of the cell is hesitant and has my stomach in knots. How many days has it been? It feels like weeks. I don’t love being locked up in a single room without a window, but I don’t hate it as much as I should either.

Like I explained to Dr. Stone, this has been the most relaxed I’ve been in a very long time. Being out of the cell has that feeling of safety disappearing while it’s replaced with an uneasy feeling in my gut. Having Q walking behind me only adds to my discomfort.

When I hear a second pair of footsteps behind me, my instincts kick in, and I spin around to see where the danger is coming from. A few feet behind Q, one of the guards reaches for his gun, while I have nothing but my fists to protect me.

“Calm down, everyone.

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