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Calvin slid into the booth, latching his eyes onto the
man who hovered above him. It’d been three weeks since the tall, muscle bound,
god-like man had taken him from his home. I’d tried to free myself, but . . .
he bore some kind of inner troll like persona. At first I thought it was a
mask, but the one time I got him on his back I’d yanked at his hair, but all he
did was scream and knock me across the room. Lesson learned. Man out powered me
even when on the ground from a sneak attack.
“Do not move.”
I nodded.
“I’ll be watching and you do not want to make me out
myself while I’m among all these humans. It would not be good for them, or you.”
Bet so. “Learned my lesson.”
“Good. Remain seated until I come back with food.”
Least he was giving me food as he drove us across
country. From my recollection we’d driven half way across the states. I watched
him as he walked up to the counter. Won’t like, standing up and running out the
door, or screaming for help crossed my mind, two or three times, but each one I
squashed. No sense in brining others into the mess that landed on my doorstep
at four in the morning. Whatever that mess was.
“Here. Eat.”
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