Page 34 of Musical Games
Uh oh. ‘Ye-es?’
‘You don’t trust me.’
‘Hmm?’
‘But we have to trust each other when we play together.’
‘O-kaay.’
‘So, we should do a trust exercise.’
‘A what?’
‘A trust exercise. We did them at drama school all the time.’
‘We’re not at drama school.’
‘Ugh, Jamie! These are done all the time as team-building exercises. Haven’t you ever had team-building days at work?’
He shook his head, imagining going paintballing with Callum and Hamish and the rest of the Neds from work. Jesus Christ. The only way that would happen would be if he swapped the paintball gun for a rifle he borrowed from Rory.
‘I’m an electrician on a building site, not a civil servant,’ he replied.
She unwound the scarf from her neck and tied it over her eyes. ‘I’ll go first.’
‘What are you doing?’
‘What does it look like? I have to trust you to lead the way. You take my hand and give me instructions.’
‘I hold your hand?’
She gave an exasperated sigh. ‘I don’t have leprosy.’
She held out her hand and he stared at it. Could he do this? As their fingers touched, a bolt of electricity shot up his arm.
‘Ow!’ she cried.
‘What?’ Should he let go?
‘Bloody man-made fibres. This suit is like a Faraday cage gone wrong.’ She held him more securely. He could hardly breathe. ‘Jamie?’
‘Huh?’
‘Lead me down the path.’
Her hand was so small in his. He couldn’t stop staring at it.
‘Jamie!’
‘What? Yeah, okay. But it’s really steep.’
‘That’s the point. I have to trust you.’
‘Erm, okay, so you can start walking.’ Sam set off confidently and immediately tripped over a rock. ‘Jesus!’ He grabbed her before she fell and heaved her into his body.
‘You were meant to tell me if there were any hazards!’ she yelled.
‘I didn’t expect you to start bloody running,’ he replied testily. He released her body but held on to her hand and arm, keeping her close. His heart was trying to hammer its way out of his body. ‘Has Fi paid you to do this?’
