pack once more. And get his life back.
Chapter Seven
October stared out the window at the valley below. The confrontation between Mika and Elliot paced through her mind. She was volleying between whom she was attracted to more and whom she wanted to be with. Her heart was split in two. Mika might not have been there for the past week, but ever since she kissed him that first time, he had remained on her mind. Elliot had given her more information about what had happened between Mika and Dawn. She had wanted different things and had pulled out of the relationship. The breakup had resulted in him getting kicked out of their community because she complained he had beaten her.
Then there was Elliot.
He was more than his looks. Elliot told her that he had been a model when he was younger, but he’d gotten tired of the fast-paced life, the drugs, and the partying that went along with it. That, and he was getting hit on all the time, and he wasn’t that kind of person. Now and again he did a couple of shoots at the requests of people he knew, or an interview. He hadn’t elaborated more on Dominique, just that when he had met her, she was his whole world. When he had talked about her, his whole face lit up. The flame he carried in his heart for the other woman would never extinguish. She didn’t think she could live up to her memory. During the week, Elliot had kept her company and asked her questions about her past, but didn’t press her about her captivity.
Warm and tingly feelings for the two men lit up her insides. Shit. What the hell am I going to do? I want both of them. With Mika, she sensed the wildness underneath the nerdy exterior he portrayed. Elliot was more refined, but definitely a savvy technogeek . Mika’s arms were warm, and his lips were hungry for her. Elliot’s lips were soft, and he was more reserved. He hadn’t let her kiss him more than that brief brushing of lips. He would touch her shoulder or, like tonight, lay his hand on her knee. Each man seemed to have a higher body temperature than what she was used to. If they were going to make her choose between them, she wasn’t sure she could do that. Soon she would be completely healed and have to return home. When she left, would she still see Elliot and Mika? Or would they be part of a time in her life that was horrible and she wanted to push back into the darkness of her mind?
She got out of bed and put her weight on her ankle. As long as she used one crutch and held on to the wall, she could get around the house okay. Over the past week, she’d contacted her work and her roommate, letting them know what had happened. Her roommate understood, and her boss had fired her. The job sucked anyway. The thought of going back to her old life seemed a dream after what she had been through. Nighttime had been the hardest. Elliot had kept her company until she had fallen asleep. Even in the quiet, she wasn’t sure if someone was watching her.
In the dining room, she noticed the lights were off and the house was quiet. She felt a draft. The sliding glass door was open. She hobbled outside and saw Mika’s clothes neatly folded on the chair by the balcony. On the railing was her ruined shirt. Odd. What in the world are they doing with that? Mika told me he got rid of it. Why would he lie to me about it? Why are his clothes outside? Does he have a thing for streaking?
October ran her hands over her arms, feeling the chill of the night seeping into her bones. She pulled the plaid shirt Mika had given to her closer to her body and pressed the collar to her nose. His musky scent lingered even after she had washed it. It was another thing that made her feel close to him. When she settled down to sleep, the heady aroma kept him in her mind. Then the dreams would begin. Elliot would wake her up and remind her that she was safe. Now they had abandoned her to the night.
Where did they go? Why didn’t they tell me where they were going? The stars above gave