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read her lips.
“This is a terrible idea. This is stupid. But…kind of awesome,” I said to myself. Chill bumps covered my whole body. I couldn’t wait until she came outside. I winced against the pounding in my head.
She came back, brown eyes still wide, and held up her hand. “Give me two minutes,” she said, and then vanished. Back again in five seconds, “Okay? Is that okay?” I nodded. Her voice was almost entirely muted by the glass. “Oh my gosh, okay!”
When she finally did come out, my breath caught. I’d never seen this outfit before. She wore a cute little white tank top that…wow. She better NOT wear that shirt for Tank. Her hair had been brushed and she smelled intoxicating. Time itself stopped and held us frozen. I wasn’t sure I could move.
Even though I
was
the Outlaw, I was also intensely jealous of him, that Katie would dress like this when he visited. I kind of hated myself. And I wasn’t real happy with
her
either. Why did she never wear this around Chase Jackson?
I backed beyond the tall evergreen shrubs into deeper night, drawing her after me.
“Is it really you?” she asked, her voice a tremulous whisper.
I nodded. I reeeeally didn’t want her to recognize me. I was able to creditably disguise my voice, with help from the mask. To aid in the deception, I’d drawn a few designs on my neck with a black sharpie that peeked above the collar of my shirt, like tattoo camouflage. The more differences I could manufacture between the Outlaw and Chase Jackson the better.
“Are you…are you mad at me? You look like you’re angry with me,” she said. I was about to reply but a fresh wave of pain hit my brain and took my breath away. I shook my head, trying to loosen the tendrils of discomfort. Whenever my pulse started to race, my headache worsened. “Then why are you here?”
“I’m here for you,” I said. I can make my voice
really
deep. Sometimes when I wear the Outlaw suit, I sound larger and I feel larger too. “I haven’t seen you since that night.”
“The night on the rooftop,” she nodded and hugged herself. “Thank you for finding me.”
A thousand responses ran through my head. You’re welcome. My pleasure. Anything for you. Any time. Don’t mention it. Let’s make out. None of them seemed to measure up to the Outlaw’s required gravitas. So I said nothing. I’m a genius.
“I’m glad you came,” she smiled. “I’ve been hoping you would.”
Again, another bout of agony. This time my knees buckled. Carter was right…the headaches were going to kill me.
“Are you okay?” Katie cried, reaching out a hand to steady me as I lowered to the ground. This was not going well. The Outlaw isn’t supposed to fall over.
Then she touched me. My neck. As if by magic the pain lifted. She placed her hand on my shoulder and her skin touched mine and every muscle in my body relaxed. Muscles I didn’t know I possessed unclenched and my head cleared.
“Yes,” I said, marveling at her. “I’m fine.”
“You don’t appear fine,” she said, examining me in concern. “I mean, you do. You’re gorgeous. But…you look unwell.” She’d never seen the Outlaw’s face but he was gorgeous? I hated that guy. “I saw the kidnapping video,” she said and she lowered to her knees beside me. “Did they hurt you?”
“Yes,” I lied, thankful for the excuse. “But they won’t anymore.”
“Who are they?”
“It doesn’t matter. That’s not why I’m here. I want to warn you,” I said.
“Warn me? About what?”
“The guy that kidnapped you is still out there.”
She nodded.
I continued, “Have any memories surfaced about his identity?”
“No,” she shook her head, looking spooked. “I wish I did. Do you expect him to try again?”
“I do,” I said. “I don’t want to frighten you, but it’s important.”
“Why me?” she asked, and to my astonishment she wrapped her hands around my arm and rested her head on my shoulder. “I’m
“This is a terrible idea. This is stupid. But…kind of awesome,” I said to myself. Chill bumps covered my whole body. I couldn’t wait until she came outside. I winced against the pounding in my head.
She came back, brown eyes still wide, and held up her hand. “Give me two minutes,” she said, and then vanished. Back again in five seconds, “Okay? Is that okay?” I nodded. Her voice was almost entirely muted by the glass. “Oh my gosh, okay!”
When she finally did come out, my breath caught. I’d never seen this outfit before. She wore a cute little white tank top that…wow. She better NOT wear that shirt for Tank. Her hair had been brushed and she smelled intoxicating. Time itself stopped and held us frozen. I wasn’t sure I could move.
Even though I
was
the Outlaw, I was also intensely jealous of him, that Katie would dress like this when he visited. I kind of hated myself. And I wasn’t real happy with
her
either. Why did she never wear this around Chase Jackson?
I backed beyond the tall evergreen shrubs into deeper night, drawing her after me.
“Is it really you?” she asked, her voice a tremulous whisper.
I nodded. I reeeeally didn’t want her to recognize me. I was able to creditably disguise my voice, with help from the mask. To aid in the deception, I’d drawn a few designs on my neck with a black sharpie that peeked above the collar of my shirt, like tattoo camouflage. The more differences I could manufacture between the Outlaw and Chase Jackson the better.
“Are you…are you mad at me? You look like you’re angry with me,” she said. I was about to reply but a fresh wave of pain hit my brain and took my breath away. I shook my head, trying to loosen the tendrils of discomfort. Whenever my pulse started to race, my headache worsened. “Then why are you here?”
“I’m here for you,” I said. I can make my voice
really
deep. Sometimes when I wear the Outlaw suit, I sound larger and I feel larger too. “I haven’t seen you since that night.”
“The night on the rooftop,” she nodded and hugged herself. “Thank you for finding me.”
A thousand responses ran through my head. You’re welcome. My pleasure. Anything for you. Any time. Don’t mention it. Let’s make out. None of them seemed to measure up to the Outlaw’s required gravitas. So I said nothing. I’m a genius.
“I’m glad you came,” she smiled. “I’ve been hoping you would.”
Again, another bout of agony. This time my knees buckled. Carter was right…the headaches were going to kill me.
“Are you okay?” Katie cried, reaching out a hand to steady me as I lowered to the ground. This was not going well. The Outlaw isn’t supposed to fall over.
Then she touched me. My neck. As if by magic the pain lifted. She placed her hand on my shoulder and her skin touched mine and every muscle in my body relaxed. Muscles I didn’t know I possessed unclenched and my head cleared.
“Yes,” I said, marveling at her. “I’m fine.”
“You don’t appear fine,” she said, examining me in concern. “I mean, you do. You’re gorgeous. But…you look unwell.” She’d never seen the Outlaw’s face but he was gorgeous? I hated that guy. “I saw the kidnapping video,” she said and she lowered to her knees beside me. “Did they hurt you?”
“Yes,” I lied, thankful for the excuse. “But they won’t anymore.”
“Who are they?”
“It doesn’t matter. That’s not why I’m here. I want to warn you,” I said.
“Warn me? About what?”
“The guy that kidnapped you is still out there.”
She nodded.
I continued, “Have any memories surfaced about his identity?”
“No,” she shook her head, looking spooked. “I wish I did. Do you expect him to try again?”
“I do,” I said. “I don’t want to frighten you, but it’s important.”
“Why me?” she asked, and to my astonishment she wrapped her hands around my arm and rested her head on my shoulder. “I’m
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