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think of the best way to explain and snickered under her breath. “Guess you could call it trading places.” She continued adjusting her hair before she changed the subject with an offhanded inquiry. “So…you really love my brother, huh?”
“Yes,” I answered softly , but firmly. In deeper reflection, and more to myself, I added, “I do.”
“I think you two are good together.” Then , as an afterthought , she added information that made me feel like she was confiding in me. “We all do. It’s just taking Charlotte a little more time to come around.”
“Yeah…I figured. She’s…”
“It’s all right,” she encouraged. “You can say it. We all know.”
“Tough.”
“Hmm, ” she mumbled thoughtfully.
I sensed she was judging my description, and instantly , my guard went up.
But then she nodded in agreement. “That’s better than most things she’s called.”
A laugh shot out of me and Alison looked in my direction, catching my eyes and then joining in. Our shoulders shook with the force of our laughter for the next few seconds , before returning to adjusting our wigs , and the bathroom grew awkwardly quiet.
“Does he say anything about me?” I blurted the words , meaning to be filler , but realized they’d been hanging in my subconscious , waiting for the opportune time to ask . And this seemed to be it.
Alison’s eyes squinted with determination before replying, “ Its more in how he says it , it’s more in his actions.”
“Really?” I asked, openly intrigued.
“Yeah, he…he’ll say your name really low…in a whisper when he suddenly sees you down the hall or in the cafeteria like he wants to call out to you but realizes at the last second that he can’t. Sort of sad, really. Or we’ll try to get his attention at breakfast or dinner and we can’t , and we all know why…”
“Why?” I asked , innocently.
“You!” She chuckled. “He’s thinking about you.”
“Oh…” I had to admit that was ridiculous to ask but I didn’t want to assume. Sometimes it was still surreal that we’d overcome centuries of deceit and found a way to be together.
“But , there’s other times when he’s completely frustrated by you.”
“Really?” I asked, amused now.
“Absolutely. When he catches you glaring at a Vire he always sighs and shakes his head, but he keeps watching to make sure nothing happens because he-”
“I know. He wants to keep me safe,” I finished , thinking back to this morning when he intervened with Mrs. Gaul.
“That’s right.” She paused , staring at my reflection, her demeanor became stiff and intense. “He really does love you.”
The pleasure in hearing those words only paralleled the same feeling I had when he confessed it himself. His image fluttered briefly into my mental view, one when he was grinning. His glistening clear , green eyes and the beautiful scar stretching above his eager lips caused the searing heat of excitement flooding my stomach to suddenly ignite.
I promptly reverted bac k to acting nonchalant as Alison threw her hands out , gesturing that she’d perfected her wig placement. Slowly turning around , she asked, “See any blond e ?”
After a full two circles, I verified, “None.”
She checked me for inky black strands that might be escaping , and we proceeded to switch clothes . Then w e stood back, looking in the mirror , to assess and I was able to piece it all together.
After inspecting Alison’s reflection , I saw the resemblance. While she was a little shorter than me the rest of her features held a strikingly odd familiarity. Our shapes were the same, our limbs were nearly equal length, and our clothes fit each other perfectly. If she kept her head down, she could pull it off.
“Give me a five minute head start,” she instructed. “I’m going to lead Theleo and his thugs off your trail. When all is clear, Jameson will come for you.”
She started for the door , but I caught her arm. “Where are
“Yes,” I answered softly , but firmly. In deeper reflection, and more to myself, I added, “I do.”
“I think you two are good together.” Then , as an afterthought , she added information that made me feel like she was confiding in me. “We all do. It’s just taking Charlotte a little more time to come around.”
“Yeah…I figured. She’s…”
“It’s all right,” she encouraged. “You can say it. We all know.”
“Tough.”
“Hmm, ” she mumbled thoughtfully.
I sensed she was judging my description, and instantly , my guard went up.
But then she nodded in agreement. “That’s better than most things she’s called.”
A laugh shot out of me and Alison looked in my direction, catching my eyes and then joining in. Our shoulders shook with the force of our laughter for the next few seconds , before returning to adjusting our wigs , and the bathroom grew awkwardly quiet.
“Does he say anything about me?” I blurted the words , meaning to be filler , but realized they’d been hanging in my subconscious , waiting for the opportune time to ask . And this seemed to be it.
Alison’s eyes squinted with determination before replying, “ Its more in how he says it , it’s more in his actions.”
“Really?” I asked, openly intrigued.
“Yeah, he…he’ll say your name really low…in a whisper when he suddenly sees you down the hall or in the cafeteria like he wants to call out to you but realizes at the last second that he can’t. Sort of sad, really. Or we’ll try to get his attention at breakfast or dinner and we can’t , and we all know why…”
“Why?” I asked , innocently.
“You!” She chuckled. “He’s thinking about you.”
“Oh…” I had to admit that was ridiculous to ask but I didn’t want to assume. Sometimes it was still surreal that we’d overcome centuries of deceit and found a way to be together.
“But , there’s other times when he’s completely frustrated by you.”
“Really?” I asked, amused now.
“Absolutely. When he catches you glaring at a Vire he always sighs and shakes his head, but he keeps watching to make sure nothing happens because he-”
“I know. He wants to keep me safe,” I finished , thinking back to this morning when he intervened with Mrs. Gaul.
“That’s right.” She paused , staring at my reflection, her demeanor became stiff and intense. “He really does love you.”
The pleasure in hearing those words only paralleled the same feeling I had when he confessed it himself. His image fluttered briefly into my mental view, one when he was grinning. His glistening clear , green eyes and the beautiful scar stretching above his eager lips caused the searing heat of excitement flooding my stomach to suddenly ignite.
I promptly reverted bac k to acting nonchalant as Alison threw her hands out , gesturing that she’d perfected her wig placement. Slowly turning around , she asked, “See any blond e ?”
After a full two circles, I verified, “None.”
She checked me for inky black strands that might be escaping , and we proceeded to switch clothes . Then w e stood back, looking in the mirror , to assess and I was able to piece it all together.
After inspecting Alison’s reflection , I saw the resemblance. While she was a little shorter than me the rest of her features held a strikingly odd familiarity. Our shapes were the same, our limbs were nearly equal length, and our clothes fit each other perfectly. If she kept her head down, she could pull it off.
“Give me a five minute head start,” she instructed. “I’m going to lead Theleo and his thugs off your trail. When all is clear, Jameson will come for you.”
She started for the door , but I caught her arm. “Where are
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