Chapter Twelve
It had only been an hour since the Brothers left and Sam was getting ready to lock up the place when he saw Gabrielle pouring herself some whiskey. He looked at the door for a second before walking up to his friend and reaching for a cup. Holding it out, she poured him some of the drink and they raised their drinks. Finishing it in one gulp, Gabrielle poured herself some more.
She had been a complete idiot. All she did was want to talk to Nightmahre and she did talk to him. Then she acted like a horny bitch and basically straddled the male. He didn't stop her. He actually wanted some of her that she felt something pressing against her hips. She was ready to take him right then and there if it wasn't for Vishous and Sohrrow. Once they were caught, Gabrielle felt so ashamed of herself that she left. So now she was drinking away her sorrows. She might need another bottle since she was almost done with this one.
"Are you going to tell me what happened?" Sam asked.
She tossed back the whiskey and filled up the little shot glass. "I think I need to head back home," she answered.
"But you've only been here a couple of days. You can't just leave."
"If I don't, I think I'm going to fuck Nightmahre."
There! She finally said it. She thought she was going to throw everything away and get in the male's bed. And she was sure as hell he wouldn't stop her. He gave her the invitation sixty minutes ago.
Sam's mouth dropped. He quickly picked it back up and poured himself some more whiskey. Making his own cheers, he tossed the drink back and shook his head. When he looked at Gabrielle, he tried to say something and stopped. He didn't know what to say. He had brought his friend back to the city to help with the lesser problem and to keep an eye on the brothers. She was doing a good job on the first part and an excellent job on the second. Nightmahre and his brothers were no longer in danger of getting caught by the Brotherhood since now they were a part of the Brotherhood and the number in lessers was going down. In fact, Gabrielle did her job and there was nothing for her to stay.
A sharp thud brought Sam out of deep thought and he looked at Gabrielle. She looked mighty pissed. Her hands flew straight to her neck and rubbed bare skin. That's when it clicked. Gabrielle's buffalo chocker was missing. Then he remembered the long trip she took in the back to throw away the garbage.
"Did you do it?"
"No! But…I think I wanted to. Damn it! The asshole has my chocker and I might not get to see him again."
"Well, if you want to leave, you won't. But if you stay, you might. Turns out that the Brothers want to try out The Pack that V generously paid for a private night. The Brotherhood will be here the tomorrow night and everyone's coming. So if you want your chocker back, best stay put until then."
Gabrielle flipped her finger at him and he laughed. Telling her to clean up her mess when she was done, Sam waved goodbye to her and locked up the front door. Finishing her last drink, Gabrielle threw away the bottle and washed the cups. Turning off the lights, she headed up the stairs to her dark room.
Turning on the lamp, she headed for the shower and took a long hot bath. When she was done, she dried off and dressed in her usual nightwear. Jumping on the bed and snuggling under the covers, Gabrielle waited for sleep to take her. When it didn't, she threw the covers away and sat up. Her body was too high on energy that it was going to take her a while to get some sleep. And since she had so many visions earlier, she figured having one more little vision would do just the job.
Crawling over to her duffle and taking out the little box filled with sage she took out a stem and lit it on fire. Doing the same ritual, Gabrielle waved the smoke towards her to cleanse her body. Feeling her body clean of any darkness, Gabrielle closed her eyes and thought of something to see. She really didn't care what in particular. But since she couldn't get Nightmahre out of her head, she figured he was the best choice. She didn't pick a specific date since she knew he would be doing the same thing. With that in mind, she looked into Nightmahre's future.
All the lights were turned off. In the distance was the faint sound of voices but they were so faint that they faded away in the walls. The room was covered in complete darkness that it was hard to see anything. But that wasn't the important thing. What was important was what Nightmahre had just done.
Pushing himself up, he looked down at the person under him. Completely naked for his taking, Nightmahre used one had to wipe a strand of black hair from Gabrielle's face. In doing so, she brought her hand up and touched his. The sudden touch sent a tremor throughout his body. Another tremor when through him when Gabrielle leaned up to kiss him on the lips. Her touch was so electrifying that he released a growl. The familiar scent of dark spices was in the air and it was all over Gabrielle.
Not releasing her lips, Nightmahre pushed her back down on his bed and slid right into her. It was her who released him to let out a moan. Hearing her making a sound of pleasure made him thrust again. She called out his name and wrapped her arms around his neck. The sound of her voice calling his name made Nightmahre thrust one more time. Gabrielle was his and no one else's. She was his and would always be his.
"Enkoodabooaoo," she cried out.
There was that name again. Ever since she started working with him, she had always called Nightmahre by that name. He asked her multiple times what it meant only to have her walk off. Now she was here with him and he didn't mind her calling him Enkoodabooaoo. Gabrielle had a way in making the name sound so lovely. And right now, he wanted to hear her call his name.
Grabbing her legs and bringing them to his waist, she instantly wrapped them as he grabbed her by the back. The only sound Nightmahre heard was Gabrielle call out to him every time he thrust into her. He would never let her go. She would be his forever or as long as time would allow it. And right now, she was his female and he would kill anyone who would touch her.
A gasp came from Gabrielle. That was not the future she was used to seeing. Something had changed that she ended up in Nightmahre's bed. What happened to him not giving a damn about his life? What happened about him going through the routine until he died? Did Gabrielle accidently change Nightmahre's future?
Her mind instantly remembered the moment in the alley. It was crystal clear that Nightmahre was attracted to her. And yes, she kind of had interest towards the male. But she wasn't going to sleep with him. That was one future she was going to change no matter what. She would stay long enough to get her chocker back and be on the next flight back to Wyoming. All she had to do was wait for Nightmahre to show up and take what belonged to her.
Making up her mind, she put away her box of sage and found her way under the covers. The creepy vision she just had was working and sleep was right around the corner. But before it claimed her, Gabrielle thought of the vision. That was the first time she ever saw Nightmahre happy. He was showing emotions that she didn't think he was capable of. From the previous visions, he was just an empty shell trying to die. He never showed interest in what his brothers or the Brotherhood was doing. He just stayed out of the way and was ready for battle.
Touching her lips, Gabrielle continued to think about the vision. Maybe it was just fate that she would be with Nightmahre. She liked the one she met an only an hour ago. In fact, she desperately wished she could see the past. She wanted to see what troubled the male so she could fix it. But after seeing the future, maybe it was Gabrielle herself who could fix Nightmahre. Maybe it was only a matter of time before she returned to Caldwell. If it wasn't Sam who called her, Gabrielle had the strange feeling Nightmahre would've brought her back anyways.
Letting sleep take over, Gabrielle made up her mind. She'd stay a bit longer to see how things turned out before jumping ship. Especially if that future would come true.
