soothing. I love being surrounded by nature of any kind.
“Just remember that I’m on your team,” Colton says while tightening his arms around my waist. Because of the fringes on my shirt, I can feel his hands on my skin. His fingers are playfully moving the dangling strings. Thankfully, he has a hold on me, because I’d probably be a puddle on the ground right now.
“I have eighteen years to make up for. There are no teams, buddy.”
Two hours later, we decide that we need to train. Colton is starting to feel better, and I really need to release some magic. Changing into my usual outfit, I skip downstairs with Emma. The guys are already ready. I don’t know where we are going to train. It looks like the backyard is completely covered in trees and sand isn’t stable enough.
“We’ve got to get you some new training outfits,” Colton says when I walk into the living room. I glance down at my black form fitting top and yoga shorts.
“What’s wrong with these? Do I look fat or something?” I hear the guys snicker behind me. “I do look fat, don’t I? You know I was never comfortable wearing these, but that’s all Claire bought me.”
“Ryanne, you don’t look fat,” Colton says while grabbing my hand and following Tom outside. “Just the opposite actually.”
“I’m too skinny? I always thought that I needed to lose a couple of pounds.” I hear Liam start laughing behind me. I turn around and look at him. He looks down at the ground, trying to hide his laugh.
“The outfit is very tight, Ry.”
“Your shirt is very tight too, Colton,” I point out.
“I’m not surrounded by a bunch of girls.”
“Neither am I,” I say. I don’t understand where he is going with this conversation. Liam is having trouble walking because he is laughing so hard. I glance behind me and see Logan and Larkin also laughing. Bragden is shaking his head. Emma is talking quietly to David, oblivious to this conversation.
Colton sighs and shakes his head at me. “Oh, never mind, Ryanne.” Instead of asking him what that was about, I turn and face Tom.
“The owners of this house are also mages. They don’t know who we are, and they don’t know about Ryanne. They just know that we’re using their vacation house for a couple weeks. They needed somewhere to train, so they cleared an area in the forest and built a training center. It’s basically a larger version of the attic.”
I never thought about other mages. I wonder how many there are out there. I know that we’re largely outnumbered, but I never thought about how many there actually were. We stop in front of a small storage barn. This can’t be any longer than a few feet in length and width. There’s no way that we can train in there.
“That’s the large training center?” Emma asks.
“Looks can be deceiving Emma,” Tom says and glances my way. He walks up to the door and pulls it open. I gasp as I see the bright lights. Stepping into the barn, I am overwhelmed by the sight in front of me. This ‘small barn’ is twice the size of the attic. It is built with a similar design. The blue flooring contrasts with the bright red mats lining the walls. A large pile of mats are stacked and pushed up against the far wall. There is a rack on the left wall where the weapons are located. I gasp when I see the equipment pushed against the opposite wall. A gymnastics balance beam, uneven bars and vault are sitting on the floor. They just need to be pulled toward the center of the room to be used. I glance down at the floor and notice the familiar blue material. “This is a spring floor.”
“Yeah, I thought you’d like this. The family who built this have a young daughter who is very interested in gymnastics, but they have an older son who’s into weapons training. So there is equipment here for everyone.” While he talks, I continue to eye the balance beam. “I’m going to stay in here with you guys today, but I think you all know how to train