Page 76 of Grace of Spades
Waking up surrounded by thick arms and rather loud snoring I have a moment of panic before recognizing Keir. That's right, Ifell asleep at the Drive-in before I could even throw things at Ilsa. Shame.
I try to untangle myself from Keir but he pulls me closer to him.
"Shhh... it's okay. You're safe." Well, if that isn't the sweetest goddamn thing, I don't know what is. I cuddle into him and kiss his cheek.
"Keir. We gotta get up." I say gently.
"No, we don't." He murmurs turning onto his back and taking me with him as I giggle.
"Come on, we have school." I try again sitting up and straddling him.
"If I open my eyes and you're looking all gorgeous. We're not going anywhere." He warns and I pull a face that has my tongue out and eyes scrunched up. He opens his eyes and laughs.
"Oh, that's what I'm talking about!" He laughs before flipping me on my back with a kiss. "Gorgeous." I reach up and kiss him again with some heat. "I guess we can go... if we have to." He pouts.
"Sorry, Big Guy. Let's take a shower and then we can head out." I smile wiggling my eyebrows.
"You were kidnapped yesterday. I'm not going to have you today." He scolds. Damn logical man. He's probably right, though.
"Fine. But I still need a shower." I snark before jumping out of bed and making my way to the bathroom. "Even if we don't have sex you can still join me, you know." I shrug. It's up to him, but I really hope I get to see him all wet and naked. So sue me.
I hear him curse and mutter through the door as I get undressed and turn on the water making me chuckle. I'm under the water and have a whole lonely disappointing shower to myself. I debate whether or not to just walk out naked but decide I've tortured enough people in my life and wrap myself in a towel.
I silently thank myself for that decision when I see Keir and Richard chatting in my room.
"Good morning." I smile grabbing my uniform and heading backinto the bathroom to get dressed.
"Sorry about barging in, Grace." Richard starts. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay before you headed off to school."
"Thanks, Richard, but I'm fine," I assure him.
"I'm glad. Ruby has breakfast downstairs for you both. So hurry up!" He cries and then I hear the door close. I'm all dressed and ready for my knives. I guess I slept in my thigh-rigs last night so I'm a bit raw there. I settle for boot knives, one in my bra, and my necklace for today. Give my thighs a break. They earned it.
We head down to breakfast where we find a whole pile of awkward. Literally. Andras has piles and piles of folders all over the table.
"What is this?" I ask.
"This is your file." He frowns not looking up from his reading.
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"My file? My file for what?" I ask.
"From Child Services and the police," Andras explains. "I don't know how they let you stay in that house. You should have been placed in the system many, many times over." Andras looks awful. Pale, with bags under his eyes his usual slicked-back hair is sticking up all over the place. The polished defence attorney is long gone. Left behind is a frantic crumpled mess of a man.
"Are you okay?" I ask.
"No. I've been reading all night. If you want to sue, you have more than enough evidence here." He offers gesturing to the mess on the table. He hasn't even looked up since we came into the room.
"No, I don't want to go through everything again. I'm sure there are things I've forgotten. I'd like them to stay that way." I reply shifting uncomfortably. Kier tucks me under his arm making me feel a bit more protected but I still feel very exposed.
"I don't get it. You could probably send a few people to jail too. Like this Harry Reid guy." I freeze at the name.
Where's my little doll?
"No." I try to state firmly but it comes out in a shaky whisper making Andras finally look at me.
