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All of it.
This morning had been torture. She’d woken before sunrise, as usual. Her hands had gone immediately to her side, seeking the familiar foreign texture, sure she’d dreamed that part.
Nope. The scars were still gone.
How?
She couldn’t go to the farm the surviving horses had already been trailered to another facility ten miles away for the time being. She couldn’t call Gabriel, not with her father still moni-toring her cell phone every minute. He was already on edge enough from Simon’s black eye.
It had taken every ounce of Layne’s restraint to keep her mouth shut instead of reminding her father that she’d suggested they go to the game. That if they’d been there, Simon could have just walked out with them, instead of relying on some other kid to drop him at home after god-knew-what happened. Simon wouldn’t have had a black eye and he wouldn’t have had a reason to lock himself in his room without explaining it.
But now, finally, the bell was ringing, signaling the end of second period.
Layne bolted for math class.
And Gabriel’s seat, of course, was empty.
She stood there in the doorway, dismayed. Had he been hurt yesterday, and she just didn’t know about it?
Or maybe this was intentional. Maybe he’d ditched class.
Maybe he didn’t want to see her.
Her hands curled into fists. Disappointment felt just as crush-ing as the fury that had her pressing fingernails into her palms.
As usual, she wanted to hit him and hug him at the same time.
If only he’d show up.
“Layne.”
She spun around, hands still clenched, ready to swing.
Gabriel caught her wrists, his fingers gentle through the sleeves of her turtleneck.
But then he just held her there. He didn’t push her away or pull her closer. His voice was rough, low, just for her. “Don’t hit me.”
She stared up into his blue eyes, so close and full of emotion.
It took a minute to find her voice. Six billion questions had been rattling around her head all morning, and now all she could manage was, “Why?”
Gabriel winced, almost imperceptibly. “Well, at least wait until after school. Then you can beat the crap out of me if you want.” His hands slipped free, releasing her. “Fighting in class is an automatic one-day suspension.”
She swallowed. Now that he stood right in front of her, she was terrified to ask.
No, she was terrified of the answers.
Students were pushing through the doorway. Gabriel moved fractionally closer. “You all right?”
Layne kept flashing on that moment on the hill when the sunlight had danced along her skin, and Gabriel had kissed a path across her stomach, stealing her breath and her fears and making her feel perfect for the first time.
And then her sanctuary their sanctuary had gone up in smoke.
She pulled his lighter out of her pocket and held it out. “I think I need you to tell me.”
A panicked look crossed his face. He snatched it out of her hand and slid it into his pocket. And then he was even closer, leaning in to speak right to her ear. “Getting caught with one of those is an automatic suspension, too.”
His breath tickled her neck. She shivered.
