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Nope, the very worst thing – the thing more terrible than anything else – is when I walked away from Reece and Sabrina.
Walking away took all of my energy. Now that I’m outside of my office waiting for everyone else to show up, I wonder how I managed to make it here. It doesn’t make any sense, to be honest. I walked away and she was still crying, and Reece was trying to comfort her.
I should have stayed.
My inner-dragon, selfish bastard that he is, wanted me to stay. He wants to go back, even now, and it’s taking everything I have in me not to turn around and do it.
I want to go back to her.
To them.
I want to go back and promise Sabrina that I’ll stay forever and that nothing will ever take me away from her.
“Hey,
are you okay?” Marta walks up to the office. Her hands are on her hips and she looks like she’s ready for war. Her hair is tightly braided and pulled back, and she’s wearing a thin tank top and tight pants. She’s not coming with us. In fact, as soon as we break out and take off, she’ll head into the computer center here in Fablestone and start working her magic.
Jeremy and Marta are going to be our eyes and ears while we’re in the sky.
They’re going to make sure that everything that happens today goes according to plan, even though I’m certain nothing will go wrong.
Nothing can go wrong.
“I’m okay,” I say.
“Lies,” Lawrence comes up and pats me on the back.
“Hey, cut him some slack. You were young and in love once,” Lee points out.
“Now that we’re all here,” I say drily.
“Not everyone,” Cameron says. He comes sauntering up and raises an eyebrow in my general direction. “Rough morning?”
“Something like that.”
“She didn’t want you to come, huh?”
The group falls silent, but to my surprise, I don’t feel judged or awkward. Nobody here is upset about the fact that I don’t really want to be here. What matters most is that I get my head in the game and that I lead my group to victory today.
We’ve been fighting for so long.
What we need more than anything is a reprieve.
What we need is a time when we can just relax and be safe.
“Not so much,” I admit.
“It’s normal,” Cameron says. “My mate is upset with me, too.”
“And mine,” Lee adds.
“Mine, too,” Lawrence jumps in.
Marta doesn’t have a husband or a wife, but she’s respectful of our plight. She doesn’t roll her eyes, which is nice because she very well could. It would be well within her rights to tell us that we’re all crazy and that this is the world’s stupidest problem.
She doesn’t.
“It’ll get easier,” she promises.
