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“Yes?” I asked, turning onto my back so I could look at him, keeping his finger in my mouth. Now that it was there, it felt comfortable.
With only dim street lights glowing from the window, I couldn’t see the blue of his eyes, but he did carry that serious expression. “Stay safe tomorrow, okay? I won’t be there, but make sure you stick by the others. Don’t let McCoy get anywhere near you.”
He’d been out of school before for Academy business, but he never sounded so worried about it. I sucked gently at his finger to pull it from my mouth. “I should be okay. I think I'm under orders to run away if I see him. And I will because I don’t like him.”
The corner of his mouth lifted up. “We’ll train you in self-defense this weekend. I swear. I wish we had time this week.”
“One thing at a time,” I said.
He nodded, picking my hand up in his, bringing it to his mouth. His eyes locked on mine in the dark, and he put his lips to the back of my hand. He kissed the spot just behind my knuckles. He smoothed his thumb over the spot. He singled out a finger and pulled it in his mouth again and chewed.
The rattling of my spine, shaking of my fingers and crazy spinning of my heart returned. Nathan kissed my hand. That meant something. Tingling radiated the area he kissed. A surge of worry swept over me as I realized I may have made a terrible mistake. Victor might be okay with us sleeping in the same bed, but what would he think if Nathan started kissing me?
And why did I have the crazy urge to let him if he tried?
I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do. If I didn’t do something, I thought Nathan would feel awkward for doing it. At the same time, I didn’t want this to go too far and disappoint everyone. Would it be disappointing? Trying to make everyone happy was so complicated.
I sunk down next to him, as if trying to get ready to sleep. At the same time, I pushed his hand to my mouth. I puckered, brushed my lips at the tip of his finger, and opened my mouth again to chew like he was chewing mine.
When I started falling asleep, his finger was still in my mouth.
ZOMBIES
I was only half awake when I sensed Nathan picking up my hand, his lips brushing the top of it.
“I’ll see you later, Peanut,” he whispered.
The next time I could draw myself out of sleep, sometime before dawn, his side of the bed was cold.
When I woke again, it was a dream that had me tossing and moaning in my bed. I sat up quickly, glancing at the clock. I was running late. I was too used to one of the boys being there in the morning to wake me.
I jumped up, grabbing my phone and forced a text as I scrambled for clothes to wear and headed to the bathroom.
Sang: North, I had a dream but I’m running late. Tell you at school?
North didn’t reply before I managed to get ready. I was barely aware of Marie moving in the house, getting ready herself. I zipped downstairs and out the door.
Kota was parked in the drive. I ran out, but he popped out of the car, ran around and opened the door for me.
I blushed. “Thank you,” I said.
He beamed. “You’re welcome. And good morning.”
He shut the door for me, dashed around the car and got in, putting the car into reverse.
At the same time, my phone buzzed in my shirt. I yanked it out, hitting the button.
“Tell me,” North said.
I side glanced at Kota, who looked curiously at me but re-focused on the road. I was slightly embarrassed that Kota was listening now. I was almost used to calling North about the dreams. I couldn’t keep North waiting. “There were zombies,” I said, trying to remember exactly what it was.
“And?” North asked.
“And I was with a group of people in a house trying to sit it out until dawn. The other people were getting anxious. One went ballistic, opening the door and ran out into the zombies. I was trying to close the door but once he went, the others wanted to go, too. I tried to talk them out of it, but I woke up as the last of them started running out the door.”
“So you were talking and no one was listening to you,” he said.
“I guess so.” And zombies! Gross!
“Were the others fighting and surviving as they left?”
“What do you mean?”
North yawned into the phone. “I mean were you afraid for their safety, but when they got outside, were they fine in the end?”
I tried to remember. “I don’t know. They dashed out and disappeared. I thought they were going to get eaten.”
“Do you know for sure they wouldn’t have gotten eaten if they stayed in the house?”
“No.”
“Maybe they knew something you didn’t.”
“What are you saying?”
“Maybe you need to trust other people to be able to make their own decisions,” he said.
That might have been true about me, but in the dream, it didn’t seem like the case. “I thought if they all stayed in the house, we’d all make it.”
“You can’t save everyone,” he said. “You also can’t make choices for everyone else. Maybe instead of telling them what to do, like stay in the house where you thought it was safe, you should have asked what they knew. Go on a little faith that they’re probably smarter than you give them credit. They probably felt they had a good reason to run off.”
I sucked in a breath, glancing at Kota. Kota smiled encouragingly at me, looking curious and waiting patiently for his turn to ask me what it was all about.
North was probably right, and I knew he wasn’t referring to the dream any more. He meant the dream reflected my real life, and more than likely them since they were practically my world now.
“Sang Baby,” North said.
“Yeah?”
“You’re going with us Friday?”
“Yes, Kota and Nathan want to take me to the game before.” I was grateful for the chance to change the subject.
“Good. Talk to you at school.”
I hung up, letting the phone slip out of my hand and onto the floor of the car as I sat. I picked my feet up, wrapping my arms around my knees.
“How are you doing, Sang?” Kota asked.
I twisted my head, watching him drive into the parking lot. We were around each other a lot, but it was the first time I’d really been alone with Kota in a while. “I feel ... weird,” I said as honestly as I could.
Kota chuckled. “Regret that we ran into each other yet?”
My eyes widened. Was he serious? “No, of course not.”
“Just checking.”
I pursed my lips. “Do you regret it?”
He pulled into a spot, throwing the car into park and shut off the engine before tur
ning to me, putting his hand on the seat behind my head. “Kinda wished I had met you sooner,” he said quietly.
His green eyes glinted behind his glasses. My fingers shook against my stomach and my heart did another flip flop. I craved this look from him, but at the same time it was the one where I felt he could see into me, and I was too scared to let him do it for long. I lowered my gaze to avoid his eyes, only to stop short at his mouth and chin.
His hand by my head moved, touching my chin, which was all he needed to do for my eyes to lift and meet his again. He parted his lips as if he wanted to say something, but stopped. This time his eyes lowered down, focusing on my mouth.
I froze, stiffened in the seat. I didn’t know what it would be like for someone to kiss me. I had no idea how to tell when someone wanted to but everything in my being told me Kota wanted to. My mind blanked out. A kiss. From Kota. And I wanted it.
The moment passed. Kota’s cheeks tinted and he let go of my chin. “Let’s go before the others start wondering.”
That was it? What happened? I wondered if he thought about it and decided he didn’t want to. I felt open, vulnerable and he’d pulled back. Did he see something he didn’t like?
I collected my bag and my phone. Kota grabbed my violin case, even though I didn’t want him to. I stared at the ground as we walked together toward the school. He did grab my hand, holding it in his, but I couldn’t look at him. Instead, my heart sunk. I blamed myself. Kota was a friend. I didn't know a thing about relationships. He didn’t want a kiss. I shouldn't assume.
I tried to perk up when we entered the courtyard and the others were there. It was better this way. They were all friends. I didn’t want them angry with each other or jealous. I didn’t know what they wanted from me, but maybe I was reading too much into it. They wouldn’t want to kiss or date someone like me. I’d have to hold my feelings back.
But my feelings were hard to tame. Most of the morning, I thought about Nathan kissing my hand, Silas asking me out, and what I’d thought was the almost kiss with Kota. The other guys, too, did things around me that made it even more difficult to look at them for even a moment without wondering what each guy would think if he knew.
