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Quiet settled between us, both lost in our own thoughts My head was tilted toward the sunset, as I enjoyed the last splashes of light before it began its final descent while Cross stared into his glass It was nice but I knew he didn’t come to spend time with me “Ready to talk?”
He sighed, a universal n for he absolutely did not want to talk I wasn’t surprised Disappointedso no, not surprised “There’s not much to say, Moon”
“I hear you, but your aura is vibrating red and black, which means you have a lot on your er associated with it and possibly death” I didn’t want to tell him what else, but I had to “And you don’t knohere all the threats are co from”
His blue eyes were obsidian with nothing but the fading sunlight surrounding us, but I could see the eht now Shock “How in the hell could you possibly know that?”
I was used to that response when I offered an analysis because people always vacillated between shock and anger, sometimes defensiveness and accusations “I just told you, red and black surround you like Deadpool”
He wanted to say more, to question if I really saw it or had another source for my information Thankfully, he didn’t He poured lass before he spoke “You’re right and you know almost as much as I do about it Roadkill is one of our probleo noorm food, but I can’t say for sure where the other threat is co So”
“Are you ready for it, whatever it is?”
He huffed out a purely h “Fuck no”
I stood and reached for the blanket I used as a cushion on round “Come on, sit Take off your vest, your shoes and any weapons you have”
“Weapons?” Thick brown brows arched in a question
“Yeah, aren’t people trying to kill you?” Arue
“And I suppose you don’t have any weapons around?”
I heard the challenge in his voice and raisedunderestier, I hated it It always bothered ave me” The look on his face when I pulled the butterfly knife was priceless “See? That advantage”
His s his soft lips and the sparkle in his eye “You never fail to surprise me, Moon”
“I’ll take that as a cos folded in front of ht across from me and when he sat, our knees brushed His scent and his heat swirled aroundit hard to focus