Cursed (The Brookehaven Vampires #4)

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he said, trying to be evasive.
    “Like what?” I slowly questioned as I raised an eyebrow at him. His comment made me think about something his brother had said to me. Something about this life having a better outcome for Oliver. Remembering this made me very concerned.
    “It doesn’t matter now, Laney.” He tried to flash me a reassuring smile. I wasn’t buying it. But, before I could pry any more, he said, “Laney, really, I’m fine now. That’s all that matters.” He pulled the car to a stop. “Look,” he said, nodding to something out my window.
    I glared at him. “This conversation isn’t over,” I told him.
    He smirked. “I know.”
    I turned my attention away from him and looked out my window to find an overgrown lot with houses on either side. Oliver explained that the lot was where his house had once stood. Trees and grass grew wildly over the remains of what was left of the house, which was very little.
    At the front of the lot, where the wild grass met the sidewalk, there was a small pile of flowers left by those who still remembered the Knight family.
    I turned to him. “That’s really sad,” I told him, fighting back tears that were trying to surface.
    “I know,” he said. He stared past me for a moment, then his pained green eyes shifted back to mine. “Let’s go make better memories,” he said softly.
    I couldn’t help smiling at that. He took my hand, resting it on the console with his, and drove us back to the cottage.

Chapter 6
    Beach Lovin’
    By the time we arrived at the cottage, I was feeling very gloomy. My mind had been consumed by many thoughts on the ride back, and my happiness was being challenged.
    “Hey, what’s wrong?” Oliver gently asked. Having picked up on my emotions, he was concerned. He held my fingers to his lips and kissed the backs of them as he watched me from the driver’s seat.
    I turned my attention to him. “I don’t want to leave here,” I told him with tears in my eyes. “Once we go home, all of the crap we left behind will be waiting for us. Why can’t we just stay away?”
    “You have a life back there, Laney. I don’t want to take you away from that or away from your friends.”
    “My life is with you,” I responded, reaching across the console with my other hand and running my fingers down his chest. “Friends can visit. I don’t need them every day. The only thing I need every day is you.”
    A smile touched his lips, and his eyes sparkled. “As much as I love this idea, it is just not realistic at this point.”
    I tried to argue, but I didn’t get more than the first word out.
    “Laney, I don’t want to argue with you. Please try to understand, I can’t just walk away from my job. We have to go back. As I’ve said before, finish up this school year, then we will figure out what to do next.”
    I pouted , pulled my hand free of his, and crossed my arms and everything.
    He tipped my chin up with a single finger. His beautiful gemstone eyes held mine. “I said I wanted to make better memories, not have the same argument that will not change.”
    I forced a halfhearted smile in response to his words.
    After a quick kiss, he said, “Let’s go inside.”
    With a heavy heart, I followed him up the steps to the house. I quietly waited while he unlocked the front door and hurried inside to turn off the alarm system.
    I stared out at the distant trees. The treetops swaying in the breeze and the sounds of waves crashing relaxed me.. I truly dreaded going home. I knew it was a bad idea. No part of me wanted to deal with Zane, the angel, or Avery, the whore. And I certainly did not want to deal with Ashton at all! But I would miss Carter, and maybe Kiera and Zoey.
    “Come on, Laney,” Oliver called from inside the house. “Let’s go take a walk on the beach before the sun sets.”
    I turned my attention to Oliver waiting for me near the opening off the kitchen. He smiled faintly as my eyes settled on him. The thought of walking

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