anything.
I’m feeling better, even confident really as the minutes tick by, but the second my palm touches long, stringy hair, I gasp and leap away from whatever I was about to run into. My foot connects with something firm, and I quickly change direction, then tumble backwards into something as my scream echoes throughout the warehouse. Whatever I’d fallen into feels like a narrow box, with an edge digging into my back and then another below my knees. I am on my butt, legs propped up slightly.
“Krista!” Cord yells from somewhere within the warehouse, his voice bouncing off the walls. “ Stay where you are! Don’t move!”
“Hurry up!” I yell back as my hands run across the bottom of whatever I’d fallen into. The fabric across the bottom feels like satin. Oh no… I lean to my right, searching for the other side of the box, and I realize it’s long and narrow on each side of me. A shriek escapes me as it dawns on me that I’ve fallen sideways into a coffin.
“I told you not to move!” Cord shouts.
With a horrified gasp, I struggle and manage to pull myself out of the coffin. Then I fall to the warehouse floor on my hands and knees. I’m going to have nightmares for days to come over this.
“Krista!”
I look up to see a flashlight racing towards me, and I squint and watch as Cord’s shadow kneels down beside me.
“What happened?” he asks, his eyes roaming over me to make sure I’m okay.
“I fell in a fucking coffin,” I say through gritted teeth.
Cord is silent a moment, and then he dares to smile at me. “Now that you’ve been in one, did it conquer your fear?” he asks with amusement.
I jerk away from him, rising to my feet. “I’m filing a complaint when we get back,” I snap at him.
“Against the coffin for deliberately getting in your way?” he laughs as he stands up.
“No, because you’re an asshole.”
“Go for it. Dane will get a kick out of it, I’m sure. Here,” he says, holding out a flashlight to me.
I snatch it from him and turn it on. “What took so long?”
“I couldn’t find the flashlights. Dane or Owen moved them since the last time I was here. Ready to get to work?”
For the next hour, Cord and I work together to track down the items Dane wants brought back to the store. Cord grabs a cart, and as he loads it up, I mark off the items on the sheet. Soon, we’re loading up the van and then taking off to head back into the city.
It’s still raining in a steady downpour, and the drive back is silent except for the constant whooshing of the windshield wipers. I’m not quite sure what Cord’s thinking, and it doesn’t really matter since my mind is busy with my own thoughts as I stare out the window.
Cord kissed me.
And I’d lit up like the fourth of July.
Dang.
When I’d started eating lunch with Cord, I never thought that anything would develop between us. Sure, he’s real nice to look at, but I’d known that he was only watching my back so that he could irritate Riley. That’s all this was supposed to be. Oh hell. A chill runs down my spine as I recall Jenna mentioning that Cord wore masks during sex with Emmaline. Yeah, I’m not into that kind of kink.
My face scrunches up into a scowl. Why the heck am I even acting like the kiss mattered? It was nothing. He proved his point, end of story. Slowly, I begin to relax as it sinks in that I am overreacting. People kiss all the time. Look at all the parties I’d been to back in South Bend. Those parties were packed with teenagers hoping for meaningless makeout sessions with whoever caught their attention for the night. I was even prone to messing around once in a while if I didn’t have a boyfriend.
The kiss meant nothing, so why worry over it?
Seven
On Monday, I find Cord waiting for me at my locker before lunch. This is nothing new, he usually finds me first and waits so he can walk me through the lunch line. Today feels a little different for me though since he’d kissed me on
I’m feeling better, even confident really as the minutes tick by, but the second my palm touches long, stringy hair, I gasp and leap away from whatever I was about to run into. My foot connects with something firm, and I quickly change direction, then tumble backwards into something as my scream echoes throughout the warehouse. Whatever I’d fallen into feels like a narrow box, with an edge digging into my back and then another below my knees. I am on my butt, legs propped up slightly.
“Krista!” Cord yells from somewhere within the warehouse, his voice bouncing off the walls. “ Stay where you are! Don’t move!”
“Hurry up!” I yell back as my hands run across the bottom of whatever I’d fallen into. The fabric across the bottom feels like satin. Oh no… I lean to my right, searching for the other side of the box, and I realize it’s long and narrow on each side of me. A shriek escapes me as it dawns on me that I’ve fallen sideways into a coffin.
“I told you not to move!” Cord shouts.
With a horrified gasp, I struggle and manage to pull myself out of the coffin. Then I fall to the warehouse floor on my hands and knees. I’m going to have nightmares for days to come over this.
“Krista!”
I look up to see a flashlight racing towards me, and I squint and watch as Cord’s shadow kneels down beside me.
“What happened?” he asks, his eyes roaming over me to make sure I’m okay.
“I fell in a fucking coffin,” I say through gritted teeth.
Cord is silent a moment, and then he dares to smile at me. “Now that you’ve been in one, did it conquer your fear?” he asks with amusement.
I jerk away from him, rising to my feet. “I’m filing a complaint when we get back,” I snap at him.
“Against the coffin for deliberately getting in your way?” he laughs as he stands up.
“No, because you’re an asshole.”
“Go for it. Dane will get a kick out of it, I’m sure. Here,” he says, holding out a flashlight to me.
I snatch it from him and turn it on. “What took so long?”
“I couldn’t find the flashlights. Dane or Owen moved them since the last time I was here. Ready to get to work?”
For the next hour, Cord and I work together to track down the items Dane wants brought back to the store. Cord grabs a cart, and as he loads it up, I mark off the items on the sheet. Soon, we’re loading up the van and then taking off to head back into the city.
It’s still raining in a steady downpour, and the drive back is silent except for the constant whooshing of the windshield wipers. I’m not quite sure what Cord’s thinking, and it doesn’t really matter since my mind is busy with my own thoughts as I stare out the window.
Cord kissed me.
And I’d lit up like the fourth of July.
Dang.
When I’d started eating lunch with Cord, I never thought that anything would develop between us. Sure, he’s real nice to look at, but I’d known that he was only watching my back so that he could irritate Riley. That’s all this was supposed to be. Oh hell. A chill runs down my spine as I recall Jenna mentioning that Cord wore masks during sex with Emmaline. Yeah, I’m not into that kind of kink.
My face scrunches up into a scowl. Why the heck am I even acting like the kiss mattered? It was nothing. He proved his point, end of story. Slowly, I begin to relax as it sinks in that I am overreacting. People kiss all the time. Look at all the parties I’d been to back in South Bend. Those parties were packed with teenagers hoping for meaningless makeout sessions with whoever caught their attention for the night. I was even prone to messing around once in a while if I didn’t have a boyfriend.
The kiss meant nothing, so why worry over it?
Seven
On Monday, I find Cord waiting for me at my locker before lunch. This is nothing new, he usually finds me first and waits so he can walk me through the lunch line. Today feels a little different for me though since he’d kissed me on
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