Blake Canvass3 smAfter breakfast I wandered outside with Max and Killer.

“It’s too bad we can’t finish where we left off.” Max leaned into me, brushing his hand though my hair.

“It is too bad.” I stepped back, bracing myself against the hate filled air sizzling around me. That thing was out there watching us. I held back the urge to giggle, surprised I hadn’t had mental breakdown by now. It took all of my strength ignoring the psycho. I was ready to explode. I had to refrain from clenching my fists and screaming bloody murder.

I turned my thoughts to Max. It was interesting he couldn’t sense the psycho, being a tracker, but I had to give him credit, his moves were light and swift. I didn’t doubt he’d be able to track just about anything. If my senses weren’t as acute as they were he would probably get a kick out of sneaking up on me. My problem was impatience. I couldn’t wait any longer for him to track the thing down.

“Anything?”

I unclenched my jaw. “No.”

I watched his steel gray eyes take in our surroundings before coming back to settle on me. His expression had become guarded as his gaze landed on my face, searching it for any signs I might be lying. I composed myself the best I could, put on my best poker face, and hoped he wouldn’t read me. He was indecisive.

“The girls will be leaving soon and so will I. Chase will stay with you again. This time keep your cell phone charged and on you at all times.”

“When do you plan on leaving?”

“Depending on the weather I’ll leave in the morning.”

“We’ll be getting more snow.”

“Doesn’t matter,” he searched the area again. “We haven’t had this much snow in years. I hope to use it to my advantage.”

“I think he’s done.” I pointed my finger in Killers direction. I didn’t want to think about Max leaving. Then I reminded myself I didn’t want to think about him at all.

The change in the air as we wandered back inside was much better. Trina and Alexis were still charged with excitement, but the anger radiating from the creature loosened in intenseness.

“The kitchen is now spotless.” Trina said as they both embraced me in a huge hug, picking me up off the floor. “We are out of here. Thank you for everything.”

I looked at Chase and Max and mouthed help.

“What about me?” Chase asked, with his best pouty face.

The girls dropped me and ran to Chase, giving him a hug and more than a few kisses on his cheeks and neck. When they finally let go of Chase they kissed and hugged Killer before glancing at Max.

“It was so nice to meet you,” Trina said. She stood there debating for a moment. She gave him a quick hug, Alexis followed her lead.

Chase walked them out to their car. I laughed, gave Max a quick hug, mimicking the girls. “You shouldn’t be so intimidating.” I batted my eyes, laughing harder.

Max chuckled at my antics. “I’m going to have Chase stay tonight.”

My smile faded, and now there were two.

“I’m going to go take a nice long leisurely bath.”

 

I stepped out of the tub, rummaged through my medicine cabinet until I found what I was looking for, slowly got dressed, and applied some makeup. After rechecking my backpack I grabbed a book and descended the stairs in search for a bottle of water and coffee.

“I didn’t think you were going to grace us with your presence this afternoon. You’ve been upstairs for quite some time.” Max said, cornering me by the coffee pot.

“This is my house.”

“We need to talk.”

“If you want to divulge any of your secrets I’m all ears.”

“You know I can’t tell you what’s classified. I want to talk about this thing between us.”

I held up my hand, interrupting him. “There can’t be anything between us, not now and maybe not ever. Now move.” I pushed through him, leaving him gaping after me, and settled myself in my favorite chair in front of the fire. I really needed to get him out of my system.

Chase kicked back on the couch with his eyes closed, feigning sleep. Max frowned at me, pulled out his laptop, and pretended to work, his thoughts conflicted. I was tired of picking up on other peoples thoughts. Was this “gift” manifesting into something more? Would I be able to read people’s minds soon?

This had to end tonight. I lit a smoke and opening my book. I hurt Max with my comment, I didn’t mean too, but the attraction was just too strong and physically exhausting. Add to that the mental exhaustion and I’d probably be able to sleep for a year.

My plans would be better for all of us, and I would have my house to myself again. I debated on telling Max what I knew, then dismissed it. He was way too big of a distraction to have around. I tried to concentrate on the words in my book, but couldn’t, so I put it down and closed my eyes for a cat nap.

Blake-A Montana Dayton Novel Ch. 18:2

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