Read Online Runaway by Stephanie Weiford - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Stephanie Weiford
Ads: Link
throbbing was even subsiding from the back of my head. What had I hit my head on? His collarbone?
We had left city limits. He swung the Honda into the parking lot. I wasn’t surprised we were here; I guess I had already known where he would take me. He opened the door and helped me out. After a handful of steps it was clear I wasn’t going to make the walk unassisted. Luke didn’t ask, he just scooped me up into his arms. I watched as we moved under the circus gate and then closed my eyes.
It was dark when I opened my eyes again. There was a skylight overhead that showed the stars were already out. The shock of almost being struck by a car had really taken a toll on my already frazzled nerves. I sat up slowly. I had been tucked under a heavy throw blanket, which took some effort to push away in my sleepy haze. The only light was coming from a dim lamp on the side table. A bottle of water had been left beside it, which I took. After drinking down half I felt more awake.
This was obviously the inside of Luke’s camper, but it was nothing like the ones I had seen before. Granted, my RV knowledge was limited; it still looked as if this on belonged to a celebrity. Everything looked like it was new off the show room floor. I stood up and looked around slowly. The carpet was spotless, there was a huge flat screen TV that pulled down the from ceiling so it could be watched from the couch, which sat across from the door, and the counters were all bare of personal items. Turning around however, there was a shelf built into the wall just above the couch. It was full to bursting with a wide arrangement of movies. To the right was the front cab with two seats that looked more like recliners, and to the left was the kitchen area, complete with a table that looked like it sat six people. Past that I saw a closed door which must be the bedroom.
I didn’t know what time it was but it felt late. Luke had likely gone to sleep, expecting us to talk in the morning. The morning! I had to work! I sat the bottle back on the table. My purse was on the floor beside the couch, taking it I made my move for the front door. I laid a hand on the knob to turn it quietly in case in creaked, I didn’t want to risk waking him up. The knob, however, turned on its own and I jumped backwards, colliding with the couch.
“How are you feeling?” Luke asked, framed in the doorway.
“Better,” I breathed. My heart was hammering wildly in my chest.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he smiled warmly and came inside, closing the door silently behind him.
“You didn’t,” I lied, but the smile on his face told me he already knew otherwise. He moved to the kitchen and opened the fridge, pulling out another bottle of water for himself.
“Thank you, for earlier,” it was a weak compliment. I should feel like I owed him more, but waking up in Luke’s, well, home, seemed to be unnerving me.
“I’m just glad you’re alright. I hope its ok I bought you here, I mean we really didn’t talk about it, but… it just seemed like you could use the lay down,” he smiled and walked back across the space. He turned the passenger chair around and sat down in it facing me.
“Yes, thank you,” I fiddled with the strap of my purse.
“So... are you hungry?” he asked.
“No, thank you.” My traitorous stomach growled, but when his did the same, it caused us both to smile sheepishly at one another.
“It seems you and I aren’t getting much of a say in the matter,” this time when he smiled it reached his eyes and reminded me again of how normal he seemed.
“Apparently,” I replied, against my better judgment I was starting to relax and dropped my purse back to the floor.
“I think I have some leftover pizza if you don’t mind it reheated,” he offered. When I nodded he stood up and went to work in the kitchen.
“There are some movies behind you if you would like to pick one out,” he called over his shoulder. I felt myself
We had left city limits. He swung the Honda into the parking lot. I wasn’t surprised we were here; I guess I had already known where he would take me. He opened the door and helped me out. After a handful of steps it was clear I wasn’t going to make the walk unassisted. Luke didn’t ask, he just scooped me up into his arms. I watched as we moved under the circus gate and then closed my eyes.
It was dark when I opened my eyes again. There was a skylight overhead that showed the stars were already out. The shock of almost being struck by a car had really taken a toll on my already frazzled nerves. I sat up slowly. I had been tucked under a heavy throw blanket, which took some effort to push away in my sleepy haze. The only light was coming from a dim lamp on the side table. A bottle of water had been left beside it, which I took. After drinking down half I felt more awake.
This was obviously the inside of Luke’s camper, but it was nothing like the ones I had seen before. Granted, my RV knowledge was limited; it still looked as if this on belonged to a celebrity. Everything looked like it was new off the show room floor. I stood up and looked around slowly. The carpet was spotless, there was a huge flat screen TV that pulled down the from ceiling so it could be watched from the couch, which sat across from the door, and the counters were all bare of personal items. Turning around however, there was a shelf built into the wall just above the couch. It was full to bursting with a wide arrangement of movies. To the right was the front cab with two seats that looked more like recliners, and to the left was the kitchen area, complete with a table that looked like it sat six people. Past that I saw a closed door which must be the bedroom.
I didn’t know what time it was but it felt late. Luke had likely gone to sleep, expecting us to talk in the morning. The morning! I had to work! I sat the bottle back on the table. My purse was on the floor beside the couch, taking it I made my move for the front door. I laid a hand on the knob to turn it quietly in case in creaked, I didn’t want to risk waking him up. The knob, however, turned on its own and I jumped backwards, colliding with the couch.
“How are you feeling?” Luke asked, framed in the doorway.
“Better,” I breathed. My heart was hammering wildly in my chest.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he smiled warmly and came inside, closing the door silently behind him.
“You didn’t,” I lied, but the smile on his face told me he already knew otherwise. He moved to the kitchen and opened the fridge, pulling out another bottle of water for himself.
“Thank you, for earlier,” it was a weak compliment. I should feel like I owed him more, but waking up in Luke’s, well, home, seemed to be unnerving me.
“I’m just glad you’re alright. I hope its ok I bought you here, I mean we really didn’t talk about it, but… it just seemed like you could use the lay down,” he smiled and walked back across the space. He turned the passenger chair around and sat down in it facing me.
“Yes, thank you,” I fiddled with the strap of my purse.
“So... are you hungry?” he asked.
“No, thank you.” My traitorous stomach growled, but when his did the same, it caused us both to smile sheepishly at one another.
“It seems you and I aren’t getting much of a say in the matter,” this time when he smiled it reached his eyes and reminded me again of how normal he seemed.
“Apparently,” I replied, against my better judgment I was starting to relax and dropped my purse back to the floor.
“I think I have some leftover pizza if you don’t mind it reheated,” he offered. When I nodded he stood up and went to work in the kitchen.
“There are some movies behind you if you would like to pick one out,” he called over his shoulder. I felt myself
Similar Books
