ready to get started?”
Lydia swallowed around the lump in her throat and nodded
They spent the early morning well into the afternoon practicing on moving some of the smaller objects in the room. She hadn’t had control of any of the smaller objects, what made him think she could control a wooden stool was beyond her. When the stool hit him in the head it served him right . He had it coming. Brody walked over to the bench and patted the seat next to him. “I think we’re going about this all wrong.”
Lydia sat down on the bench but not where he’d suggested. She kept plenty of space between them. “I’ve seen the video of you tossing those men around like they were paper. I know what you’re capable of. We just need to figure out how to tap into it. Why don’t you tell me about some of your experiences and maybe we can figure this out.”
Lydia hadn’t ever opened up to anyone but her family about her gift. She’d learned the hard way that talking about it was never a good option.
“Why don’t you start with those men in the alley? What were you thinking?”
Lydia glanced down at the floor and started twisting her fingers together. What had she been thinking when she tossed those men like dolls? “I guess I was angry about what they were doing to that military guy. It was two against one, and they had weapons. So if I had to label it, I guess I was pissed.”
Brody scooted closer and patted her leg. “Tell me more.”
Lydia scooted farther away, making Brody’s hand drop. The energy in the air picked up, but if Brody noticed, he didn’t say a word.
“Just like yesterday with the doctor and when you blew the identification module?”
Lydia clenched her fingers tighter. “I guess you could say that.”
Brody leaned over and patted her leg once more before he stood. “Okay, we just need to figure out how to make you mad and how you can tap into that anger to let it work for you.” Brody walked back into the middle of the room, and Lydia followed behind . He took a step closer to her and cupped her cheek. “What makes you mad, Lydia ?”
Lydia glanced down at the floor. She knew the answer to his question. “When someone hurts the people I care about.”
Brody put his finger below her chin and lifted her gaze to meet his. His aqua blue gaze held hers. “What about this?”
The next few things happened in mere seconds. Lydia heard the click on the door at the same moment that Brody pressed his lips to hers and pulled her close. Kissing him was nothing like kissing Rick. No, this man just took what he wanted, and she’d be damned if she was just going to let him. She pushed against his chest, and he loosened his hold. Brody went flying through the air away and bounced off the padded walls onto his butt.
The jerk laughed.
Lydia turned to leave and stopped. Her heart fell into her stomach. Rick had not only witnessed her lose control but stood motionless in the doorway with his mouth hanging open. “The general said your time was up.”
Rick spied Brody on the floor, shook his head, and pulled the phone from his clip with a look of disgust on his face. He left without a word.
Just great. Lydia couldn’t believe her luck. Rick had walked in on Brody’s kiss. A kiss that Lydia hadn’t instigated or invited. If the man hadn’t been on his ass, she would have put him there. Brody jumped to his feet and advanced on her. He took her hand in his and squeezed. “Just what I thought.”
Lydia ripped her hand out of his clutches. “Don’t touch me.”
Brody put his hands up in the air, palms out. “I’m sorry, Lydia . I don’t normally force myself onto anyone. It was a test.”
Lydia placed her fist on her hips. “A test to see how much of an asshole you could be?” Lydia pointed to the door. “What if that had been Marlaina? Would that have wiped that smug smile off your face?”
Brody chuckled and walked across the room toward the bench. He picked up his towel, wiping the