Chapter 95: Not A Fucking Thank You
Reagan grabbed me by my waist, gently lifting me from the horse before lowering me on the ground. Around us there were some chatter and whispering from Reagan’s men but he chose to ignore instead and lead me towards his tent. I pulled the scarf I had wrapped around my face tighter as I walked followed after him obediently.
Every person surrounding him gave him room while standing there dazed like they were staring at an iron hotplate. The cascade of rumors covered us but Reagan was calm. A hold on my wrist kept its pressure without becoming rough or forceful instead his hold stayed relentless as to keep me from escaping. I didn’t.
I glanced back only to see Heather and Eddie were being ushered into another tent but Reagan’s companion who I had later learnt his name was Nikolai had told me they were going to be taken care off.
Question is who was going to take care of me? Certainly not Mr. cold and grumpy over here! I thought as we finally entered the tent.
The moment we did so, Reagan released his hold on me. I heaved out a sigh as I gently rubbed my wrist ignoring the strange loss I felt at being held. Reagan stood in a corner, turning his back to me and not saying anything. Instead he was busy shuffling some papers on his table.
I stood motionless while gazing at him. He took up all available space in the tent making it seem too small even when he faced away from me. His presence consumed the entire area, his shoulders more intimidating as shadows from the flickering lantern light extended along their shape.
"So," I started trying to ignore the way my pulse still hasn’t settled down from what just happened. "I guess I won’t be getting a thank you for saving my life?" I asked with a light chuckle and I watched the way Reagan’s shoulders tensed up at the sound of my voice.
But instead of answering Reagan just continued what he was doing as if I hadn’t spoken at all but I knew he had heard me so why the hell wasn’t he saying anything.
I snorted in response as I shook my head at him, "Right, because saying thank you is beneath you."