Page 42 of Treasured Secrets
He pulled my hand in his and walked me over to his bed. Then he laughed nervously.
"This wasn't as awkward at your house last night." He scratched his forehead uneasily.
"That's because it wasn't your room with your secrets. It was my room and my secrets," I playfully teased.
He winked at me as he replied enticingly. "Yeah, I know all of your secrets."
"Not all of them," I said, raising my eyebrows and smiling somewhat deviously.
He laughed slightly. "I know most of them. I do a thorough job of studying the people I hang out with."
My tone turned to a playfully serious one. "Well, then I guess I need to do some serious snooping so that I'm not at such a disadvantage." He laughed as he bounced onto his bed and propped up on his side.
I walked over and pulled a book off the shelf. I opened it up to see all kinds of writings. I tilted my head quizzically. "What's this?"
He raised up a bit to answer me. "Oh, it's a book my mom gave me to learn about my heritage."
There were hieroglyphic type symbols and all sorts of different words that I had never heard of. “What language is it?"
"Mayan mostly, with various other dead languages mixed in. My family are very cryptic sort of people. I know more languages than I can count." He smiled so smugly.
"Yeah, you got me there. I got nothing. I thought being bilingual was pretty good." I sat down on the edge of his bed, placing the book beside me. "So educate me."
He let out a laugh before responding. "On what?"
"On you." I smiled at him as I awaited his response.
"What do you want to know exactly?" He scooted down to be beside me, putting his arm around my waist.
"Everything I don't know." I crossed my left leg over his right leg and locked my eyes onto his, inviting him to make a move.
His finger started drawing imaginary lines on the leg I had draped across him. "Okay. Well, you know that no seer can see me because of my changer half being immune and you know my essence can't be smelled, right?"
"Yeah the whole half and half thing, they cancel each other out. You're lucky in that way."
"I know, but you don't have it so bad. I like the way things are now, but before you, my existence was a secret. Who would have guessed that saving you would save me from a continued life of ostracism."
I reached across and ran my fingers through his hair. He leaned into me, inviting my touch.
"I wish I didn't have to live like a hermit. I like going and doing as I please. Now, I'm constantly guarded." I looked at him looking down. "I'm kind of happy that you're doing the majority of the guarding though. I guess the only time I really mind being guarded is when it's McKee instead of you. School today sucked."
He raised his head up, smiling now. "Yeah, I'm not crazy about McKee guarding you either, but he has two classes with you. At least I've got an even amount of time with you. Two to two."
My focus quickly shifted with that statement. "Why are you in school?" I had been meaning to ask him that, but I always got sidetracked.
He laughed again. "I like to keep an eye out for new witches. They're always sixteen or seventeen when they come, depending on the allowance for guardianship and the strength of their blood. They're usually juniors or seniors. It's the best place to start looking.
"My family and I have been guarding new witches for a while. You were the first one I had to reveal myself to though. I'm just glad that it gave me the opportunity to steal your attention from McKee." He winked playfully.
"You didn't have to try to do that. You've had my attention since the first time I saw you. I'm glad it was you that stayed in my room." I blushed slightly, possibly being a little too brave with my words.
He spoke with laughter in his tone. "Oh, I had no intention of letting McKee sleep in there. I would have kidnapped you before I let that happen." He reached over and kissed my hand.
I sucked in a breath because it felt so good to have his incredibly soft lips touching my skin.
"I'm glad you didn't."
"I'll be there again tonight, too."
