Gifted Connections 4

Chapter 20

Waking up disoriented was really getting old. I rolled over and noticed my own bedding immediately as my eyes traveled upwards, and I saw Drake lying beside me reading a book.

I made a noise of happiness, and he looked over at me with a gentle smile. “Hey there,” he said with a kiss to my nose.

I sat up and threw myself at him. “How are you feeling?” I asked him as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

He chuckled as he pulled me in close. “Amazing, actually,” he murmured in my ear as he rubbed my back.

“Is everything cleaned up? Why are we back in the apartment?” I asked excitedly.

“Not everything is ready for inhabitation again.” Drake chuckled. “This floor and the floors below us are good to go, but the same can’t be said about the top four floors,” Drake added with a grimace. “Pops gave us the all clear to come back up here.”

I nodded in relief. Sleeping in my own bed had its merits.

“Did I…do we?” I asked hesitantly looking around the room.

“You did, and we do,” he answered as he kissed the top of my head.

“What happened?” I asked with a sigh of relief, followed closely by uncertainty. We made our connection and our gifts were back but at what cost?

“When you guys made the connection, I woke up immediately. The guys felt it and waited for you to find them. I wasn’t aware of the fact that they didn’t know where you were, and Dr. Wyatt refused to release me until he did more test on me. When they realized you were still missing by dinner time, they went in search for you. They found you both in the closet.” Drake explained quietly.

I groaned. Kill me now. I thought. The idea of them finding me in the buff was embarrassing.

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” he reassured me as if he could read my thoughts. “You did what you had to do. We all have our gifts back, and we feel like our old selves again.”

“Where is everyone?” I asked after a few moments of me processing it all.

“Sleeping,” he informed me. “They had a long day, and I told them I wasn’t tired and would watch over you.”

“Was I out for that long?” I asked aghast.

Drake continued to rub my back, neck, and shoulders. “It’s almost midnight.” He informed me.

“Ugh,” I groaned once more. Losing all these days sucked, and I had never passed out for that long after a connection.

My mind was whirling with everything, but my stomach growled loudly in protest.

“Let’s go eat.” Drake held out his hand.

I nodded and let him lead me out of bed. “I’m not going to able to sleep anytime soon,” I grumbled as he led me out of the room.

“Me either. We can make some food and watch movies in bed.”

I smiled. “Sounds good to me.”

As he led me down the hall, I was relieved to realize my body felt good, considering I slept most of the day away… again. We went into the kitchen, and he immediately started to pull out food from the refrigerator.

“How does a cheesesteak quesadilla sound?” Drake asked holding out a box of Steak-umms.

“Do we have sour cream and jalapenos?” I asked hopefully.

He grinned at me before kissing me on my lips. “We do.”

“You really scared me today,” I admitted to him quietly.

“I know it’s not a competition,” Drake said with a teasing smile. “But I’ve felt my heart stop on numerous occasions with you.”