Chapter 8

Even though I was exhausted, it took a frustratingly long time for my mind to stop racing over the events of the day so that I could fall asleep.  It flitted from the glimpse of a man and moving boxes that I’d seen on the computer screen while monitoring Cecil and Archie’s attic to why Anton had come to the future to how Anton and Killian knew each other.  To make the Killian and Anton situation even more complicated, they were clearly buddies.  What did that mean for me?  Would Killian share his stories of conquest with his friend like males tended to do?  If he did, I doubted that it would sit well with Anton.  I was also fairly certain that Anton would not hesitate to relay this information to Lance.

What would happen then?

The even bigger question was, what did I want to happen? 

Anton’s words led me to believe that he’d been sent to fetch me back to Lance’s time.  Going back to such a dan