Motion to the right caught my attention. My eyes narrowed on the IHOP restaurant. There were woods behind the building, and in the shadows of those woods, there was movement. I took a step forward, straining to see what was moving around over there. Aiden suddenly appeared at the edge, his hair was tussled and standing on end, he looked beaten, but he was there .
Aiden, I breathed.
What?
Abby, Cade, and Jenna hurried to my side as Bret appeared. Relief swamped me, I found myself able to breathe again. Oh! Abby cried, she went to dart out of the woods but Cade grabbed hold of her arm and pulled her back.
You cant go out there, he said softly.
Abby looked like she was going to protest but thankfully she thought better of it and remained quiet. Molly appeared behind Bret. It seemed that she had taken the worst of whatever had happened to them. Her clothes were torn; her long reddish hair was a frizzy, crazed mess around her dirt streaked face. It looked as if she had received a giant shock, or been through a fire of some sort.
I did not see the man that had been with their group. I didnt know if he was staying hidden, or if he had been lost like the others. Aiden pointed behind the building, toward the road that ran under the bridge. He began to make motions like he was doing something, but I couldnt quite figure out what it was. Is he pumping gas? Jenna asked in confusion.
The gas station, down by the beach, Cade said with a note of dawning realization in his tone as Aiden began to make swimming motions.
Near the rental place, I whispered.
Cade gave him the thumbs up sign. Aiden hesitated for a moment before nodding and slipping into the woods. Molly followed swiftly behind him but Bret remained for a moment before blowing me a kiss and fading away. Thank God, I whispered.
Cade squeezed my shoulder gently and pulled me away from the roadway. I did not miss the questioning look that Jenna shot me. Though it seemed silly to even think about such things now, I knew that she would reveal anything that happened between Cade and I to Bret. Even now, after all of this, she still wanted him. Or maybe it was because all of this, she wanted him even more. We had few loved ones left, it only made sense that we would search out more loved ones to rely and depend on. More people to love and protect us.
I looked toward Cade. From the outside looking in, someone might say that was what I was doing with him, and what he was doing with me. But as his onyx gaze met mine, I knew better. I knew that no matter how badly I didnt want Bret to be hurt, he would be. There was no way to stop that, because in Cades eyes I could see my future, my home.
It was the strangest, most exciting, confusing, and comforting feeling that I had ever experienced and I never wanted it to end. Cades features softened slightly, his eyes gleamed with understanding. A connection sizzled between us, a bond that I felt in every cell of my body. Everything within me screamed for him. His hand seemed to burn into my skin, searing through my flesh as it flooded me with a heat that I had never felt before. A heat that I had never even imagined could exist until that moment, or until Cade.
What are we going to do now? Jenna inquired softly. Though our attention was turned to her, I could still feel the strange connection thrumming between us. I was suddenly certain that it could not be broken, that it never would be. Not even by death. I thought I should be terrified of these emotions; I had never wanted to be this vulnerable and exposed. But I was vulnerable, I was exposed, and I was at the complete mercy of my feelings for Cade. I had vowed I would never feel this helpless again after my fathers death, but I was.
And if he didnt feel the same way about me But he did. I was illogically certain of that. I slid a sideways glance toward him as he walked beside me. His shoulders were tense, his gaze slid over the woods as he searched everywhere at once. His words from the tree whispered back over me, you will always be the only one that matters. They had been true, I knew that instinctively. Knew it with everything that I had, and was, and always would be.
He had meant those words, because for some strange reason Cade wanted me, and he cared for me far more than I had ever realized. We were bonded by shared experiences and losses and grief, but even more than that Cade saw all of me. Saw everything that I was, and always would be, and he understood it in a way that no one else could. I think he understood me better than I did, and though it was frightening it was also exhilarating and wondrously comforting.
If something were to happen to him
I broke the thought abruptly off. I couldnt go there; I couldnt even begin to go there. I could not bring myself to face the fact that I was more than likely going to lose more loved ones before this was over. That it was very likely we would not all survive, that none of us may survive.