Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 48567 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48567 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
It's nearing dinnertime and all I’ve had is a suspicious-looking tortilla with meat on it and water. Poor Eli—loathe as I am to say it—hasn’t eaten at all, in fact, he’s getting more pale by the minute.
Our final meeting wraps up and I can finally see the end of the tunnel.
“That was a lot of meetings,” I say to him once we’re in the elevator.
“Yeah, I think Gabe overbooked, but it’s good we got them all done today since I’m off tomorrow.”
“And where exactly is that?”
“To work remotely.” He shrugs.
“Of course.”
“Right. Of course.” I look straight ahead again when the elevator suddenly stops so hard I collapse against Eli.
He goes into action right away, putting me back on my feet and going to the phone to call emergency services.
I gulp when I notice we’re still ten floors up.
“We could die,” I say, more to myself than him.
Eli looks over his shoulder.
“You aren’t dying. We aren’t dying.” The elevator gives another jolt.
“You know how you hate hair and have a weird fear of it, despite having a lot of it on your head?” I start talking when I’m nervous. I can’t help it.
“Well, my fear is heights and dogs.”
He shakes his head.
“There are scarier things out there.”
“Have you seen Cujo?” I nearly yell in his face.
“Most terrifying movie ever created, and I used to have nightmares from Jurassic Park well into my middle school years.”
He frowns down at me.
“It’s actually scarier to me that you were scared of dinosaurs, they don’t even exist.”
“Just like vampires, werewolves.” I laugh.
“Helpful pep talk, thank you.”
His eyes widen a bit.
“What time is it?”
I check my watch.
“Late and getting later by the second.”
He turns and starts pounding on the elevator doors.
“Let us out!”
“Wow,” I say under my breath.
“Glad all that terror is coming from being trapped with me.”
He fumbles with his phone and stares in disbelief at the screen.
“That little shit for brains!”
“Who?”
“Who else? Gabe!” He pounds the elevator doors more.
“Help! Help!”
It’s laughable.
“You’re like nearly seven feet tall and you’re acting more scared than I am and there isn’t even a hair in sight!”
Of course, naturally I glance at the corner and see one dangling by a cobweb. I quickly kick it with my feet and face him again.
“What was that?”
“Reflex of being terrified of heights, why?”
He frowns at me, then back at the elevator doors.
“It seems we’re stuck for a while, just do me a favor and stay on that side.” He points to where I’m standing.
I drop the stuff I’m carrying and put it in the corner.
“How very kind of you. Because imaginary lines always make things better.”
He looks away from me and braces his hands against the wall, pressing his palms in.
“Let me try to call Gabe real quick.”
“With your mind?” I guess.
“Sounds like a solid plan.”
Even if we did have a full battery, I have no service.
Eli lets out a curse when I open my mouth to point this out, he falls, his knees his expression goes from frustration to pure agony.
“Whoa, whoa.” I face him and get down to his level.
“What’s going on? What do you need?
He lets out a rough exhale, his eyes flashing blue so bright that it’s almost like I’m staring at a flame.
“You.”
Chapter 17
How High Is The Moon
ELI
It’s getting late. The moon is most likely out since I can feel every single goosebump on my skin and I’m trapped in an elevator with the one girl I see as my mate and have zero self-control over.
I walk over to the corner after saying that damning word and look at my phone. Thank God I see a cell bar.
I quickly call Gabe.
"What?” He sounds exhausted.
“Sorry to bother you, but I’m currently stuck in an elevator with Ava and we’re—“
He bursts out laughing immediately.
“Oh, this might be the best day of my life, you’re stuck? In a small space? With the one woman you can’t control yourself around?” He laughs even harder.
“Wow, how’s the horniness now? Should I call Jim so we can revisit that moment in the office? Oh shit, does that mean your erection is gone, I know Jim doesn’t exactly rub you the right way, get it, rub?”
I have no clue how I don’t crush the phone in my hand and punch it through a wall. My blood is boiling, I can’t even find the humor in the moment because I feel it in the air buzzing around me, in the way my ears are alert to every sound outside the building.
"Gabe.” I can barely get his name out.
“Gabe, how high is the moon?”
He’s very quiet.
“It's not looking exactly great, okay hear me out… why don’t you just bite her and get it over with?”
I look over my shoulder. Ava’s watching me with rapt interest, and then she crosses her arms and scowls, looking away.
“Yeah, safe to say I made that ship sail.”