Chapter 180: Testosterone Part 2

Bolting up, my stomach roars in protest. I'm distracted when I see Reid in the archway. "Hey."

"Hi."

He smiles. "How're you feeling?"

I slip a hand over my belly. "My stomach hurts a little."

He frowns. A mixture of guilt and anger sweeps his face as he glances down, contemplating something. Finally he looks up again. "Want some company?"

"Sure," I nod him on and he moves into the room, the curtain flapping closed behind him. I bite my lip, watching his body work, all pain in mine evaporating. Suppressing a gulp, I do my best to clear my head. "So what did Sampson want?"

"Wanted to talk to me about Walker again," he sighs. "Says I should be acting more mature."

"You did kind of freak out on him in the tunnel."

He crosses his arms, leaning against the wall. "I wasn't really going to kill him."

"Sort of looked like it."

"Good. That's what I was going for."

"You convinced the Rogues."

"Maybe I should be an actor."

"Reid."

"Huh?"

"You can't kill him."