And I need you to understand that Adam is hunting you. You can’t go back to your old life. It kills me to think of you wrapped up in this hell almost as badly as it kills me to think of you not being here.”
Emotion tightened in her chest, and her hand covered his. She was remarkably calm, and a sense of rightness filled her. “I let my dreams scare me away from my purpose, which I believe is to protect and help people. You can’t scare me away any more than they can now. I’m going to put my dreams to use, and it seems to me that dreaming of the women being kidnapped means I belong in this war.”
He considered her another long moment. “I’ll be overly protective.”
“I’ll make you get over it.”
“Adam Rain is hunting you.”
“You’ve already made that clear.”
“You can’t go back to your life. You can’t even go home and get your things. I’ll get them for you.”
That was hard to swallow but she wasn’t foolish enough to take risks. She’d seen too much in her dreams to not believe in real life nightmares. ”I understand.”
His lips thinned. “No. You don’t. Not this world or this war. Not yet. But you will and when you do I need you to know that you aren’t stuck here with me. We can move you somewhere, get you a new identity-”
She leaned down and kissed him. “I belong in this war, fighting by your side.”
He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her off the chair, his head pressed to her stomach, holding her a long moment before he looked up at her. “I want you by my side and I feel like such a selfish bastard for that.”
Her fingers traced the soft strands of his light brown hair. “Say you’re sorry when you eat the last piece of chocolate in the box,” she teased, remembering their mutual love of candy. “Don’t be sorry for wanting me by your side.” And with that, he pulled her down onto the ground and they forgot about breakfast until well after lunch.
***
A few hours later, Sonia sat in the lab with Becca, who Sonia liked more every second she was with her. A safe location for Carrie, the waitress from the bar, had been found and the trip to Sunrise had to be put off a day to get her settled. Sonia felt such satisfaction to know that she’d saved Carrie, though she hated that Kel felt Carrie was now a target for Adam. Carrie, like herself, had to move and leave her life behind.
Sonia indicated the pink tee she wore with Becca’s dark blue jeans that luckily fit fairly well, and laughed, “‘Astrobiologists have more fun’?”
Becca grinned. “And you thought it was blondes.”
Sonia laughed. “Sterling is blonde.”
“And I bought him a shirt that says ‘Blondes have more fun’ and he said he’d only wear it if he could add ‘in bed’.”
Sonia almost choked on the soda she was sipping. “Oh my God. That’s too funny.” She set her drink aside, deciding it was dangerous for now. “I don’t think I’ve ever known an astrobiologist or anyone else who has.”
“It’s an interest in space and other forms of life that got many in my field killed or kidnapped by Adam. It’s a long story.” Her brows furrowed. “I wonder...I can see a person’s past when I touch them. So if I touch you, I’m curious if your dreams would read like your past. Because if they do, then maybe we can harness that to better hone in on female targets and save would be victims.”
Excitement rose inside Sonia. “Oh, let’s try!”
The door to the lab opened and a tall, extremely good looking man with longish brown hair, wearing a whole lot of leather, sauntered in. “Where’s the Eraser? Calling the Eraser.” He stopped dead when he saw Sonia. “Oh, sorry about that. You must be Sonia.” He offered her his hand and she took it, before he added. “I’m Chale, Kel’s friend, and Damion’s frenemey.”
“Frenemey?” she asked, finding she was
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