CH. 16 Maybe

Riggin

I can’t stop thinking about everything Reagan said to me, but mostly I can’t stop thinking about why she would say she is heartless? The ride home had been awkward neither one of us spoke about what had happened. Originally I was going to stop her, make her explain what she had meant but when I saw the look of panic on her face I knew that it wasn’t the time.

I saw the group coming towards us and luckily it registered that there was someone she didn’t want to see. I didn’t even think about what she might do when I pushed her up against the wall. My hands are still tingling from where I held her hips. I’d be lying to myself if I said I didn’t enjoy it, because it felt so right having her in my arms.

I tossed and turned falling in and out of sleep when a blood curdling scream echoed down the hall. Grabbing my gun off the nightstand I run down the hall to Reagan’s room. Throwing the door open scanning around trying to figure out why she’s screaming.