Gifted Connections 4

“Me either.” Dawn sighed dramatically as she held up a white lacy dress similar to the one I wore the night I met Anna. Dawn was tall, but she had broad shoulders for a female, and her thighs were thick from lifting. She was hot, and I wished I could get the tone she achieved, but for these clothes, once again, genetics ruled.

“Anna did say I can send the pieces back to her and she’ll adjust them,” I informed them.

“We don’t want you to go through all that,” Sierra said, smiling as she picked up a short, school-bus-yellow skirt with big black buttons. “In fact, this should work.”

“You girls can use my room to try them on,” Jace stated as my phone started ringing.

I looked down and took a deep breath in as I saw Tink’s name flash on my screen.

I picked up the phone. “Hey girl,” I said hesitantly looking over at the girls. I was really surprised Lincoln’s name hadn’t come up yet. I wasn’t ready to talk about the situation yet or again.

“He’s not at his house,” Tink said, tears thick in her voice immediately. “I went over there, and I even drove over to his…friend’s condo. He’s not answering his phone either. How do you know he’s in trouble?”

“I know about Eva,” I gently reminded her, knowing that was the ‘friend’ she was referring to. “My sister is a precog. Thanks for trying. If you hear from him, can you let me know?”

“You know I will. I’m driving around right now to see if he’s at some of his friend’s places,” Anna said, worry lacing her voice. “I hope we can stop the premonition,” she admitted quietly.

“Me, too,” I stated grimly as Troy’s phone began to ring. “Troy’s getting a call from his guy, can I call you back?”

“Yes, yes of course,” she said quickly. It was weird to hear her so grounded and focused. She sounded…normal.

“Oh, good,” Troy was saying in a relieved tone as I hung up. “He’s there now? Good. Good. We’ll call his friend to meet you there. Thanks, man.” He exhaled deeply as he hung up the phone. “Leo was contacted by Pritchard when a fan found him on a fairly secluded beach where he was passed out. They rushed him to the hospital. They’re running a test on him right now.”

“What hospital?” I asked as I began to call Anna back. Troy told me the name, and I let Anna know where to find him. I asked her to contact me when he came to.

I sighed in relief. At least he was found. I didn’t know what I would have done had something terrible happened to him.

Will and Megan’s apartment was roughly the same square footage as ours but only had five bedrooms to our seven. The living room, dining room, and kitchen separated the master bedroom from the other four bedrooms.

Will had a more stark and minimalist look to his decorating style. Megan, on the other hand, had a more country farmhouse style going on. Her touches were everywhere throughout the apartment. She even had a collection of knick-knacks scattered throughout. She apparently had a fascination with Willow Tree dolls and cows. I’m sure there was a story behind them, but I didn’t know it yet.

Megan and Will must have had a table custom made because it was large enough to fit us all. The table legs and base were in an off-white color, and the top a weathered, dark walnut color. A long bench dominated one side of the table, and matching chairs completed the dining set. They hadn’t had it before we had left, so I assumed it just came in.

“This food looks amazing,” Drake stated as we sat down for dinner.

Even though I wasn’t that hungry, I had to agree with Drake. I never had homemade fried chicken.

“Thanks,” Megan said with a smile. “I lived down south for a while, and my roommate was a Southern girl that loved cooking. She taught me how to make some amazing dishes, but it was kind of hard tailoring some of the recipes for just me. I can make some mean greens, shrimp and grits, and chicken and waffles.”

“I would love some shrimp and grits,” Gavin said with a groan. “My Grandma was from the South, and she made amazing shrimp and grits, and her cornbread was out of this world.”

“I have a recipe for that, too,” Megan stated with a smile. “I’ll make that next time.”

“Really?” Gavin asked with a large smile. “That would be amazing.”

“I make mine with chorizo, but I’ll do a milder sausage for the children,” Megan stated.

“I like spicy things,” Kade quickly spoke up.

Megan laughed. “Then I’ll do more of the chorizo than andouille.”

“I’m sure Drake and Blake would love to take a break from family dinner nights from time to time,” Will said with tongue in cheek.

It was still so weird to me to see Will in love. He seemed so much more relaxed and softer now that Megan was back in his life. He had shown us affection from time to time, but the public displays of affection he showed Megan reminded me of a teenage boy or a young newlywed. I was happy he got his second chance.

“You know I don’t mind making that happen,” Megan stated. “I’ll take care of family dinners every other week. How does that sound?” she asked.

“We can still help,” Drake stated. “After all, we kind of have a mini army to feed, so the more hands in the kitchen, the better.”