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all there is. That I can’t give you more.”
She pulled away, and gave him a weak smile. “Yeah. I get it.” She didn’t look back, as she made her way to the front door. The latch clicked. Seconds later, her tires crunched on the frozen snow.
He flopped back against the pillows. Only a selfish fucking prick would have taken that from Marley last night knowing it could never be more. Ancestors, he was an asshole. Then again, so was whoever had cursed him, so at least it ran in the family. He lay there, until the light started to creep over the trees and the clouds drifted back in. With any luck, Marley was home by now. He hoped the plows had cleared away enough snow, she’d make it safely before the next storm started.
And he needed her to hate him as much as he hated himself. Then at least she wouldn’t be back. She’d be safe.
Lightning cracked across the sky, drawing his attention to the windows. He frowned at the electrical activity. That wasn’t normal this time of year. Especially as a lead-in to a blizzard.
His phone buzzed, and he reached for it on the nightstand, out of habit. He rolled his eyes when he saw the text message was from Loki.
And then he read it.
You broke your promise.
Eli’s chest almost caved in on itself in fear. Another slash of lightning split the sky, followed by ear shattering thunder. Marley.
He didn’t have time for a car. He pulled on whatever clothes were within reach, and flew out the front door. His feet left the ground as he picked up speed, and he soared at low altitude toward her apartment. At least she liked to take the back roads. He wouldn’t have to worry about anyone seeing him. Not that he cared right now. Maybe the message was just meant to tease him. To see how he’d react. But knowing his brother, Eli couldn’t take that chance.
The snowdrops melted and evaporated before they reached him. He cut a horizontal path through the storm, three thoughts looping in his head.
Please let it be nothing. Let me be overreacting. Let her be all right.
*
Stupid, myopic, narrow-minded, moronic, melodramatic… Marley’s list of insults faded into a mental roar. She wasn’t sure if she was talking about herself or Eli. Elusive, vague, possibly stuck in a fairytale from his childhood. That was Eli.
It had all clicked for her in the last twelve hours. The odd comments he’d make about hoping he never found the woman of his dreams, his insistence there was nothing between them, and the haunted look he’d had when he told her the story on Saturday night. He thought that stupid curse was real. The last thing she needed was that kind of baggage in her life. Especially if it belonged to someone else.
Snow fluttered onto her windshield, and she turned on the wipers. Large, fluffy, white flakes seemed to appear out of nowhere, blanketing the road within minutes.
A pushover. A coward. Indecisive, and too quiet for her own good—that was her. She hadn’t even tried to argue. Just sat back, and let him make the rules. Not that she wanted to be with a guy who wasn’t interested, but everything he did, all of his actions said he was. She’d just accepted his brush off without questioning it, though.
And she was nobody’s booty call. Fury and hurt rushed through her. She wasn’t going to let this eat at her. She was going back.
Except, the roads had gone from clear to covered in several inches of snow, almost faster than she could blink. She slowed, eyes focused on the road. Maybe she’d go back after the storm let up.
Lightning reflected off the clouds hiding the sky, adding an eerie glow to the dawn, for the briefest second. Something cracked nearby, louder than a gunshot, and Marley’s heart hammered in her chest. She didn’t like this weather. She gripped the wheel until her fingers ached, squinting through the falling white. Maybe she’d be better off without her headlights. There was no one else on the road, and with the sudden storm making it so
She pulled away, and gave him a weak smile. “Yeah. I get it.” She didn’t look back, as she made her way to the front door. The latch clicked. Seconds later, her tires crunched on the frozen snow.
He flopped back against the pillows. Only a selfish fucking prick would have taken that from Marley last night knowing it could never be more. Ancestors, he was an asshole. Then again, so was whoever had cursed him, so at least it ran in the family. He lay there, until the light started to creep over the trees and the clouds drifted back in. With any luck, Marley was home by now. He hoped the plows had cleared away enough snow, she’d make it safely before the next storm started.
And he needed her to hate him as much as he hated himself. Then at least she wouldn’t be back. She’d be safe.
Lightning cracked across the sky, drawing his attention to the windows. He frowned at the electrical activity. That wasn’t normal this time of year. Especially as a lead-in to a blizzard.
His phone buzzed, and he reached for it on the nightstand, out of habit. He rolled his eyes when he saw the text message was from Loki.
And then he read it.
You broke your promise.
Eli’s chest almost caved in on itself in fear. Another slash of lightning split the sky, followed by ear shattering thunder. Marley.
He didn’t have time for a car. He pulled on whatever clothes were within reach, and flew out the front door. His feet left the ground as he picked up speed, and he soared at low altitude toward her apartment. At least she liked to take the back roads. He wouldn’t have to worry about anyone seeing him. Not that he cared right now. Maybe the message was just meant to tease him. To see how he’d react. But knowing his brother, Eli couldn’t take that chance.
The snowdrops melted and evaporated before they reached him. He cut a horizontal path through the storm, three thoughts looping in his head.
Please let it be nothing. Let me be overreacting. Let her be all right.
*
Stupid, myopic, narrow-minded, moronic, melodramatic… Marley’s list of insults faded into a mental roar. She wasn’t sure if she was talking about herself or Eli. Elusive, vague, possibly stuck in a fairytale from his childhood. That was Eli.
It had all clicked for her in the last twelve hours. The odd comments he’d make about hoping he never found the woman of his dreams, his insistence there was nothing between them, and the haunted look he’d had when he told her the story on Saturday night. He thought that stupid curse was real. The last thing she needed was that kind of baggage in her life. Especially if it belonged to someone else.
Snow fluttered onto her windshield, and she turned on the wipers. Large, fluffy, white flakes seemed to appear out of nowhere, blanketing the road within minutes.
A pushover. A coward. Indecisive, and too quiet for her own good—that was her. She hadn’t even tried to argue. Just sat back, and let him make the rules. Not that she wanted to be with a guy who wasn’t interested, but everything he did, all of his actions said he was. She’d just accepted his brush off without questioning it, though.
And she was nobody’s booty call. Fury and hurt rushed through her. She wasn’t going to let this eat at her. She was going back.
Except, the roads had gone from clear to covered in several inches of snow, almost faster than she could blink. She slowed, eyes focused on the road. Maybe she’d go back after the storm let up.
Lightning reflected off the clouds hiding the sky, adding an eerie glow to the dawn, for the briefest second. Something cracked nearby, louder than a gunshot, and Marley’s heart hammered in her chest. She didn’t like this weather. She gripped the wheel until her fingers ached, squinting through the falling white. Maybe she’d be better off without her headlights. There was no one else on the road, and with the sudden storm making it so
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