Zombie: Minders, Book Two by Skye Joely

Author:Skye, Joely
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2006-11-13T16:00:00+00:00

After the punch, something shifted in their relationship. Josh was more relaxed and, to his surprise, so was Kir. Josh had thought Kir would be jumpy and fear Josh turning violent. Instead Kir seemed pleased to spend more time with Josh, a reaction he found gratifying. He’d spent the last two years alone.

They went for short walks together to build up Josh’s strength. They played cards—there was an old cribbage board under the broken TV. And they worked on small repairs. The cabin wasn’t in the best shape.

“We need paint.” Josh surveyed an outside wall. Bits of dirty white paint flaked off at his touch.

Kir scratched his cheek, as if he hadn’t noticed the cabin’s state of disrepair. “Okay. I’ll get some when I’m next in town.”

He’d been twice to stock up on supplies. The first time Josh had seriously considered escape, but had been too weak to make the attempt. The second time, he couldn’t face leaving. He had nowhere to go. Now, he wanted to stay. Despite his initial terror, this cabin of Kir’s had become Josh’s safe place.

“We can scrape off the old paint first,” he told Kir.

“Yeah?”

Josh smiled. “Have you never painted?”

Slightly abashed, Kir shook his head.

“You’re a cook, but not a fixer-upper. Well, let’s see what tools we have.”

They stepped inside. Kir pulled the box off the shelf and opened it up. He stood there, fists on hips, surveying objects that were obviously odd and strange to him.

Kir glanced up, questions in his eyes. “Anything useful? Lots of rust, if nothing else.”

Josh didn’t look away and Kir blinked, uncertain.

They hadn’t touched since the punch three days ago, although Josh had brushed past a couple of times and Kir had moved out of the way, unaware Josh made contact on purpose.

He still didn’t want Kir to reach for him, but Josh couldn’t resist lifting his hand towards Kir whose eyes widened. As if conducting an experiment, Josh carefully placed his palm on Kir’s shoulder. The T-shirt was damp. Kir had jogged this morning.

Kir sucked in air but didn’t move.

“A wire brush will do the trick,” Josh informed him. “But we might want to buy a paint scraper.”

“Okay, so…” Kir watched as Josh lifted his left hand and placed it on Kir’s right shoulder. “Um, what are you doing?”

Josh slid his hands over Kir’s shoulders and rubbed his upper arms, all the while breathing in Kir’s distinctive scent. “You’ve been good to me, Kir. And I’ve given you little except a black eye. I wanted to say thank you.”

Kir swallowed as Josh’s hands came back to rest on his shoulders again. “You’re welcome, I mean—”

Josh ran thumbs over Kir’s collarbones. Kir vibrated under Josh’s palms and Josh remembered Kir’s past.

“Are you okay?” Josh didn’t want his actions to be unwelcome.

“Yes, I’m okay. I just—” Kir broke eye contact, looking down.

“This isn’t going anywhere.” Yet Josh slid one hand against Kir’s neck. “I’m not hurting you somehow, am I?”

“No,” said Kir, fervent.

Josh laid a palm against Kir’s cheek. “You’re so beautiful.

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