Wanted by Lance Amanda

Author:Lance, Amanda [Lance, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Published: 2013-04-24T22:00:00+00:00

“Well, I don’t care, I’m going.”

“No, you’re not.”

“Bye.” It was hard to keep serious through my laughter.

“Get. Back. Here.” The words were almost grit through his clenched teeth.

I just laughed and ducked under his arms, which were blocking the door. I think we were both shocked I managed to evade his grasp, but he was behind me, quickly trailing me with long strides.

I began a full on jog ahead of him and he chased after me willingly. It wasn’t unlike two days ago, only this time I was endeavoring to let him catch me.

“This ain’t a good idea!” He was only a few steps behind and I anticipated the moment he would reach out for me. That realization within itself gave me a sense of glee, and I wanted the seconds to close in already so he would just take me in his arms. The anticipation of feeling his skin on mine again made my stomach flop after its standard flip.

“Lighten up, Charlie, you’ll live longer!”

We had been “arguing” for a solid hour about whether or not it would be wise to go to the recreational room for the crew’s card game. Charlie had instantaneously decided it wasn’t, while I had decided the opposite. He also decided he hated himself for accidently mentioning it at all.

“I won’t even bother you guys. I’ll be a silent cheerleader, I swear.”

He sighed. “It ain’t you I’m worried about.”

I tugged on the sleeve of his shirt and jumped up and down. “It will be fun. Come on!”

He grinned down at me and shook his head. “No more spending time with Polo.”

He tangled his arms around my waist and lifted me into the air as though I were no more than a paper sack. I was glad the melancholy that had gotten hold of him earlier had only been temporary. He now seemed restored.

“Gotcha.” His voice was hoarse in my ear. “You can run all you want.” He laughed. “I like chasing ya.”

I laughed and protested but still let him carry me all the way to a smaller set of doors labeled Rec Room. From underneath the sliding doors, smoke billowed in small tufts. It almost sent me panicking until I recognized the smell the roasting tobacco generated. The door to the Rec Room stuck so badly that even Charlie had trouble opening it, but it effectively blocked the noise of poorly selected rock music blaring from a radio and the voices of excited men blathering about the day’s events.

When I walked in, I was hardly stunned to see the dirty look Reid gave Charlie and me, but I was in such a good mood I let it roll off my back. What did surprise me slightly was seeing Ben Walden there at the folding table with the rest of the guys. Seeing him there so ordinary, the head of a mild criminal enterprise, with a cigar in his mouth and playing cards in his hand, was quite comical. He was entirely out of place wearing a crisp button down and what looked like a very expensive watch.

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