Page 69 of Red Rabbit
I doubted very much he knew what he was looking at, in fact he looked like he was going to break something so I sighed and walked over.
“Move aside Bear Grylls. Let me see what I can do,” I muttered.
Something close to a smile pulled at his lips. I got the back of the computer off and checked around. Everything looked to be in place. I cleaned everything up as best I could. It felt good to have something for my brain to think about other than our situation. Graham was busy on the other side of the room organizing the arsenal he took from the Warren. There were several assault rifles with strands of ammo, a few handguns with extra clips and several grenades and smoke bombs. It all must have been terribly heavy to carry.
“Is there a satellite here?” I asked him.
“Yeah, I saw one on the roof.”
I walked outside and found the satellite. It looked like it’d seen better days. I frowned up at it and then looked around for something to use to get up on the roof. I wandered around the property and found a few tools. Graham came outside as I was attempting to drag a ladder to the side of the building.
“You’re not climbing that,” he said.
“Yes I am.”
I shoved the ladder against the house. It listed slightly on the uneven ground.
“Are you trying to break your neck?”
I looked at him, my eyebrows raised at his choice of words and he ran a hand over his face.
“Don’t answer that,” he growled.
“How much time do you think we have on the generator?” I asked him.
“Maybe thirty minutes.”
That wasn’t a lot of time. I looked back up at the satellite and then at Graham again.
“If I can get internet, do you have someone we could send a message to?”
“Yeah, I know someone,” he said. “You can do that?”
“I have to climb up there to find out,” I said dryly, nodding to the satellite.
He walked over and put his arms on either side of the ladder, trapping me against the rungs between his arms.
“Fine, up you go,” he said looking down at me.
A small rush of fear ran through me at how close he was even as I blushed. I didn’t know how I was ever going to reconcile intimacy with someone again but if it was going to be with anyone, I kind of wanted it to be with Graham. At this point, I trusted him. I squirmed around to face the ladder and my breath caught feeling his body against mine.
“Waiting for something?”
His breath tickled against the back of my neck. He wasn’t moving, or pushing himself on me but I could see how hard he was gripping the ladder and I knew he was thinking about it. I climbed up to the roof and made my way over to the satellite. I cleared it of all obstructions and then went about fixing what I needed to fix on it. Luckily it wasn’t too damaged and when I was done, I was confident it would function. I climbed down from the ladder but Graham didn’t remove his arms until I turned around to face him again.
“Will it work?” I looked up at him to see those vivid blue eyes studying me intently.
“I’m a desk jockey, remember?” I said with a small smirk. “This is what I do.”
“I think you’re a little bit more than that,” Graham said dryly before he moved his arms. I scoffed and walked back around the building.
“Says the man who thought I was in sales,” I said over my shoulder.
Once back in the computer room, I sat down in the chair and looked over at Graham who followed me in.
“Ready? When I say, I need you to type out your message immediately. You’ll probably have around thirty seconds so figure out what you’re going to say.”
He nodded and went outside to turn on the generator. I flexed my fingers, stretching them out in front of me and then pulled the keyboard towards me.
