Page 27 of Out for Blood
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“Good.”
His hand never leaves my leg.
“Four things you can feel.”
“My seatbelt.”
“Good.”
“The seat.”
“That’s two.”
I take a shaky breath.
“The air conditioning.”
“Three.”
“Your hand.”
“Good girl.”
Something in my chest loosens.
“Three things you can hear.”
I focus.
“The engine.”
“Okay.”
“A motorcycle.”
“Good.”
“The turn signal.”
“Perfect.”
My breathing stutters but doesn’t spiral further.
Tyler glances at me again.
“Two things you can smell.”
I inhale.
“The coffee you spilled earlier.”
A faint smile toucheshis mouth.
“Fair.”
“The ocean.”
“We’re close enough.”
