Hidden in Darkness (In Darkness, #1)

by Alice Winters

“Okay, so you know when you’re walking through the mall and there’s this person that’s just…gorgeous. Like so gorgeous you just stare at them? But you’re like man, I shouldn’t stare so you end up doing like a double take? Yeah, you know what I mean. Like even if they’re of the gender you’re not attracted to, you just appreciate their beauty? I’m the person you run into because you’re so busy staring at them.” “So…you look like a trash can? Is that what I’m hearing?” I laugh. “Exactly like one.”

A woman carrying fifteen tons of bags is coming down at us and Lane plows into her bags, nearly sending them all flying “Sorry!” I say. “He’s blind! And not the cool kind of blind like Daredevil!” She just stares at us as we rush past and up onto the platform. “Did we have to add that last part?” Lane asks. “Well…yeah,” I say as we reach the platform. “What now?”

“Come on, close, close, close,” I chant, now wishing I was Magneto so I could force the doors to work to my will. Or you know, just like destroy everything because I would be Magneto and I would be awesome, but obviously a less dicky version of him.

The train car is about half full and about half of them are staring at us like we’re an oddity to be watched. Or maybe they are jealous of Lane’s muscular arm that I get to cling onto.

I’m breathing ridiculously hard as I realize that I need to start exercising. Or stop hanging around Lane. That would probably be the wiser option. I have never been very wise, though. Especially when it comes to hot, mysterious, and dangerous men.

I walk over to the safe and pull Lane down next to me. I swing the door open and look in at a really nice collection of guns. “Ooh.” “Can you tell me what they are?” Lane asks as he hovers over the safe. “There are some little pew pews and a couple of big pew pews,” I say. “You’re useless.”