before looking over the one on top. “I guess we don’t really have a need for basements much here. We always had one when I was growing up. Even my brother had one when I moved in with him. What makes you think a basement is being used?”
“It would be the ideal place to be able to control a full grown man,” she said while finishing her glass of wine in nearly one swallow. Perhaps it was just the alcohol, but telling the lie didn’t sit right with her that time.
Sometimes it really got to Rilynne; she lived with a huge secret she had to keep from everyone. Other than her mother, she had only told one other person about her ability, and that was Christopher. But she didn’t even know Ben all that well; she didn’t know why it would be bothering her so much.
“So, are you going to tell me what happened to your head?” She reached up and gently pushed his hair back to get a better look. Though his ears flushed pink, he did not push her away. The cut was worse than she had originally thought. It was nearly an inch long, though his hair hid most of it. The bruise ran down the side of his forehead and stopped below his eye. If his hair had not been so long, it would have been much more noticeable. Rilynne could not help but notice as she pulled her fingers back that his hair truly was as soft as it had appeared to be. And the strong smell of peaches lingering around him was almost intoxicatingly sweet.
“It really wasn’t anything,” Ben said, his knuckles slowly dragging across his chin. His chocolate eyes were searching Rilynne’s face, looking for a way past the question. Although Rilynne was almost overcome with curiosity, she did not want to push him. “It was a door wasn’t it? You have to show them who’s the boss you know; don’t let them push you around like that.”
Ben let out a shocked little laugh as Rilynne twisted back around and leaned against the couch. Ben had just finished the last of his beer when there was a knock at the door. “I’ll get it,” he said, hoisting himself up and walking towards the door. He pulled it open, revealing a very disheveled looking Nicole.
“What happened to you?” Ben asked with a touch of concern in his voice.
She walked in and dropped down in a chair at the table. “Eh, it’s just been one of those days,” she replied as she threw her head back and closed her eyes.
“Is that a stick in your hair?” Rilynne asked as she approached the table. She reached down and fished a twig out of the back of Nicole’s tangled hair.
Nicole didn’t even open her eyes. “Possibly. I, err… went for a run earlier and fell down a hill. Not one of my prouder moments.”
“Well, I should get going. It’s getting pretty late, and I know you have an early morning.” He paused, looking from Rilynne to Nicole, then back before continuing. “Nicole, can I grab those files from you on my way down? I need to finish the report on them tonight.”
“Eh… yeah, sure,” she said in an annoyed tone. She slowly hoisted herself out of the chair and walked to the door.
“Okay, well I will see y’all later,” Rilynne quickly said before Nicole rounded the corner. “Thank you,” she whispered to Ben as she walked with him to the door. He just winked at her and walked out after Nicole.
Rilynne closed the door and headed back to the living room. She collected the papers with the house information, and headed to bed.
She grabbed the first page off the stack; it was for a twenty-eight year old man. Without the background checks, she didn’t have any more information on him. She concentrated on the picture of his driver’s license and closed her eyes. After a moment, she saw him tangled in silky bed sheets with a very voluptuous woman.
“Whoa,” she said aloud as she opened her eyes. Maybe this is not the best way, she thought to herself. After a moment of pondering, she decided to
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