Page 62 of Marks of Rebellion
Ryker and Vanessa both snicker, and Miguel picks up the knife again.
"Vanessa, are you okay finishing up? I need to talk to Miguel," Julieta asks.
"Sure."
"I'll help you, Flower."
Julieta and Miguel speak, and he walks toward me with the knife straight up in the air.
Two steps to the backpack.
He'll slice me to pieces before I can pull my Glock out.
"Hunter, take the knife," Ryker commands.
I reach for it, and Miguel widens his eyes and jerks his head toward me.
I jump with my hands in the air, and Miguel throws his head back, roaring.
What the fuck?
The others join in his laughter.
He holds the knife out again.
"Everyone done with their fun now?" I slowly reach for it.
"Be back soon," Julieta tells Ryker.
Miguel pats me on the head like I'm his child, which no man has ever done before. It feels disrespectful but there isn't anything I can do about it.
I join Vanessa and continue cutting up the meat that Miguel was dissecting. Vanessa leans into me. "Hey."
"Hmm?"
"You don't swing both ways, do you?" She bites back a smile.
"Funny."
Well, at least she isn't having a panic attack around the beast.
"You should have seen your face," Ryker chides.
"Dude, did you see the V?"
Ryker nods. "Beast."
"Yep."
"So, what's the deal with Julieta?" I ask.
"Not my story to tell."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah. Ask her if you want to know."
"Like she would tell me."
