CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: IN MICHAEL'S BED
I jumped down the rest of the way and smoothed my skirt as if to erase my embarrassment. For a brief moment I wondered if I had on cute undergarments only to remember the bloomers and petticoats. I frowned at myself for having those concerns and then looked at him. "What are you doing here, Spyder?"
"I followed you and your men." Spyder walked toward me in a brown leather town coat this time.
I turned away and started heading down the corridor.
Spyder wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me tight against him. "By the way, Love, I know you have my favorite leather town coat. I bet you even tried it on."
My back felt the heat from his chest and the neurons fired up and down my body in quick succession as I tried to make sense of why I wasn't making an effort to get free. "I don't know what you're talking about." I knew my tone wasn't convincing.
He laughed. With his other hand he moved my hair all to one side exposing an ear. In a silvery tone he said, "Hmm, you do like to have all sorts of guys just for yourself. You seem so innocent, yet here you are in a dark tunnel with four guys. Well, three since your father does not count. And you have all of us twisted up in your little game. My, what power you have." He twirled a strand of my hair. "I have read stories about people with red-hair being libidinous, but I did not know it would be true of you."
His words snapped me back to reality and I regained my focus. I faced him, but he held me tight. Even though libidinous had not been one of the SAT words Sophia had helped me with, I knew it was not a term I wanted to be called by Spyder. "You are such a pervert. Leave me alone." I shoved him and was surprised when he flew across the room and landed on his back.
"Whoa!" Jake came down the ladder. "What happened?"
Michael, and Dad heard the commotion and jumped rather than climbed down.
Jake and Michael ran over to Spyder and pinned him to the ground.
Dad put a hand on my shoulder. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, Spyder was just being...well, Spyder. He was inappropriate so I gave him a little push." I dusted my hands off.
"Good job, Kayla." Michael used his knees and hands to keep Spyder secure.
Spyder freed a hand and rubbed his head. "What the bloody hell was that?" He paused then smirked. "Ah, Red must be getting her powers. We can have some fun playing rough and tumble now."
Michael punched Spyder in the face.
Dad nodded approvingly. "You do know we have to take him with us."
"Yes, but I do not like it." Michael stared at Spyder.
"Why do we have to bring him? He wanted to kill me in case you forgot!" I tried not to look at Spyder but couldn't help myself. He winked at me.
"Perhaps there is another way?" Jake trapped Spyder's free hand.
Michael motioned to Jake to grip Spyder's arm higher. "We do not have a choice. We cannot leave him here or he could tell others we found the tunnel, which could destroy our chance to hinder Wu's plan. We also need to tell him about the journal and the part involving him."
Spyder swiftly flicked his eyes between the guys instead of trying to get my attention. "What plan? What are you talking about?"
Jake and Michael pulled Spyder to his feet. Dad led the way and I followed them.
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Primed: A Kayla Madison Story
Science FictionKayla Madison is a normal-ish sixteen-year old whose main desire is simple-make it through high school without embarrassing herself too much in the process. It doesn't help that she's being followed by dark figures no one else sees. When a man with...