After all the hot air Eric was blowing about how he’d let me sneak off to watch Marissa, it never happens. He must have meant after she’s finished a certain point in her testing or something because every now and then, he seemed to pause what he was doing to mind-link with someone, and then he’d make an effort to catch my eye and shake his head like it wasn’t time yet.
Well, whatever. Training is done now, so it’s not like he can stop me. I’m not on the schedule for another couple hours, and he doesn’t own me. I’m going over to watch Marissa, like it or not.
“I’d advise against it,” he calls out as I’m leaving the locker room. “I’m telling you, your scent is going to get in her way.”
“Thanks for the unwelcome advice,” I mutter on my way out, freshly showered and as scentless as I’m goin
