After the Rain (The Twisted Fate Series Book 1) by Unknown Read Free Book Online Page B

on the baggage carousel. But the chaos was unbelievable: people pushed and elbowed and grabbed. Too many bags, too many people, too much confusion. Stormy watched as Marcus grabbed his branded Loo Vuitton suitcase. Stormy scoffed loudly at the ostentatious show of wealth – again, the cost of that designer suitcase could probably feed a starving village of children for a year. There were still so many things about him that she just didn’t like.
    They continued to stand in silence for a few more minutes, until Stormy finally saw her plain black bag coming around the corner. She pulled it off, wondering vaguely why it felt heavier.
    “So now what?” Stormy finally asked, still avoiding eye contact.
    “Well,” Marcus looked at his big shiny watch – why did his watch need to be so big? And so bloody shiny. It was practically luminescent. It could blind people. “We have a wedding to get to in two-and-a-half days, and we’re stuck in a country with a monsoon in progress. I don’t think we’ll be getting out of here for a while.”
    “Do you think we’ll miss the wedding? We can’t!” The thought of missing Damien and Lilly’s wedding made Stormy feel sick – she had to be at that wedding, come hell or tall water.
    “I know, but it might not be in our control.”
    “I swear to Buddha, I knew I shouldn’t have flown today, the stars and the numbers predicted this. I knew it!” Stormy started wrapping her hair around her finger frantically. She felt like she was going to wig out at any second. She turned to Marcus, hoping for some kind of reassurance, but all he did was roll his eyes and scoff at her (there seemed to be a lot of scoffing in their interactions, Stormy noticed).
    “I don’t know how you believe in all that crap.” Marcus shook his head. “That stuff is about as real as things like aliens and vampires.”
    “What!” Stormy gasped. For someone who seemed so worldly, Marcus was woefully ill-informed. “The aliens built the pyramids. Don’t be so close-minded.”
    “And vampires?”
    “Oh, don’t be silly.” Stormy stopped twirling her hair now and faced off with him angrily. “There’s no such thing as vampires.”
    “I just don’t get you.” Marcus looked her up and down again. But this time it felt a little different, given the fact that half an hour ago he had been holding her breasts and she had unzipped him.
    “I don’t get you, either. One minute you’re kissing me and the next you’re insulting my belief system,” she spat back, feeling riled.
    “Hey,” Marcus sounded angry. “I could say the same for you . It’s ‘close-minded’ to only believe in one thing and not open your mind up to the possibility that you could be wrong, too!”
    Stormy looked at him and nodded. “Whatevs. So we still don’t really like each other even though we… you know?”
    That was the million percent question, wasn’t it: why had that happened if they didn’t see eye-to-eye at all and had nothing in common and didn’t really like each other? Stormy was generally comfortable with supernatural phenomena and the unknown, but this was too peculiar for even her to fathom.
    “Look,” Marcus finally said slowly, as if still trying to convince himself too. Which maybe he was, Stormy thought. “It was a stressful situation, we thought we were going to die. Things like that happen… I think.”
    Stormy considered this for a moment. “That’s one explanation. The other, of course, is that the stars were right – we’re just fiery-crazy sexually compatible.”
    “Well, you know what I think about star signs, so… I’ll go with the near-death experience theory.” Trust Marcus to look for the logical – and boring – explanation.
    They stood in silence for a few moments. “So now what?” Stormy asked again.
    “Well, the airline will probably put us up in a hotel for the night. But as long as we can fly out by tomorrow, we should make the wedding in time, as well as the wedding