I sighed and shifted my gaze to my left, then right. Callon and Colt were riding in a tight formation, while Daniel led. They were ready for just about anything, except my broken heart. They were the cause of it, my so-called protectors. I had a personal army of three, who would give their lives for me, who’d sworn their undying love and whom I could depend on. But these same three never thought I deserved to know the truth, and they constantly kept me in the dark, deceiving me. I didn’t want to be around them anymore, but I couldn’t leave, not yet. I wasn’t ready.
“Callon,” I said quietly. “Can we please stop? I’m hungry and need to rest.”
He rode closer, and his fingers brushed my arm. I didn’t look at him, but I kept my eyes forward, forcing back the tingles that raced down my spine. Why did his touches always do this to me?
“Can you wait about half an hour?” Callon replied. “We’ll be near a creek and then we can water the horses at the same time.”
I nodded and turned to look at Colt. His icy blue eyes—sorrow-filled since we’d left the cabin—locked on mine, and I quickly looked away. I couldn’t peer into his face; see those blond locks falling over his tanned brow…it hurt too much.
I was the fool; I should have seen it coming. Colt had posed as my best friend. He had been my only close friend since I was a junior in high school. My parents loved him—now I knew why. He was Timeless himself, had worked his way inside my heart, secretly protecting me all along. He helped me every step of the way through my parents’ death, supporting me, allowing me to make some discoveries on my own, before revealing his true identity and the reason he was in my life at all.
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