Chloe rested her head on Dev’s shoulder with his arm around her waist. I felt the wave of relief pour through me. Angel’s. Seeing her mom lean on my uncle calmed the apprehension that had been surrounding her for days. Leaving her mom was hard.
Angel slipped on a pair of sunglasses, shading her eyes from the bright sun. For a while she and I fought over radio stations, battling between classic rock and rap, until Lexi stuck her head between us from the back seat.
“You don’t get to monopolize my only friend,” Lexi said, demanding our attention.
I rubbed the tiny stubbles along my jaw. It had been a day or two since I shaved. “I wouldn’t dream of it, cuz.”
She settled her elbows on the center consol. “Good. Let’s talk sleeping arrangements.”
My eyes narrowed as I gripped the steering wheel. “What about them?” This conversation was going to go down a dark path. I felt it.
Angel tilted her sunglasses down her nose, eyeing Lexi. “Are you sure you want to discuss this in close quarters?” she very wisely asked.
Lexi was undeterred. “We need to set some ground rules, like a do-not-disturb signal. I don’t want to walk in on you guys sucking face. I’ve seen things I wish I could white out.”
“And you plan on doing a lot of sucking face?” I asked, my voice going low and tight.
Lex rolled her eyes. “Chase, don’t be lame.”
I was going to blow a gasket. The idea of some guy feeling up my cousin in the next room made my blood boil. “I’ve got a house rule for you. No guys allowed but me.”
“How is that fair?” she challenged. “You and Angel get to shack up whenever you want, but I can’t even have a date?”
“We aren’t shacking up , as you so delicately imply. And anyway, Angel and my relationship is different. We have to be close. Unless you want us to wither away?” Cheap shot, but I was feeling testy.
“Don’t be dramatic. You don’t get to control my life anymore.”
“The hell I d—”
“Chase,” Angel hissed, placing a hand on my forearm.
A surge of calm went through me, and I snatched my arm from underneath her touch. “Angel,” I growled. “Do not manipulate my feelings.”
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “But things are getting a little heated in here, and your eyes were starting to glow.”
I frowned, knowing she was right.
“You suck, Chase. You take the fun out of everything.” Lexi sunk into the back seat scowling.
This conversation was far from over. I kept glancing at her reflection in the rearview mirror, but she refused to look in my general direction for the rest of the drive, which was fine by me. Lexi was absolutely batshit crazy if she thought I was going to just sit back as some jock-bag had his way with my cousin. Yeah. So not happening. She should have thought twice about being my roomie.
I needed to get my mind off the image Lexi left in my head, before I did permanent damage to the steering wheel. I wanted to slam my fist into something. The leather was already dented under my clutches, leaving behind my fingerprints.
Angel snuck a sideways glance at me.
I sat back against the seat and gave her a one-sided reassuring smile. “I’m fine. You can stop worrying.”
“If only,” she muttered. “Worry seems to be my middle name lately.”
Since we were on the topic of worries, I had one of my own I’d been meaning to bring up. “You never told me how you were able to track that demon in the woods.”
Confusion lined her face before I saw the glint of understanding. “Uh.” She fidgeted in the seat. “I don’t know. It wasn’t rocket science.” She shrugged. “I didn’t think about what I was doing.”
“You must have felt something,” I insisted.
Her fingers played with the charms on her necklace. It was the one I had given her. “How is that important?”
“You can track demons, and my guess is you can sense them as well. I’d say that is pretty damn important. Sure I can hunt demons, but it is
Angel slipped on a pair of sunglasses, shading her eyes from the bright sun. For a while she and I fought over radio stations, battling between classic rock and rap, until Lexi stuck her head between us from the back seat.
“You don’t get to monopolize my only friend,” Lexi said, demanding our attention.
I rubbed the tiny stubbles along my jaw. It had been a day or two since I shaved. “I wouldn’t dream of it, cuz.”
She settled her elbows on the center consol. “Good. Let’s talk sleeping arrangements.”
My eyes narrowed as I gripped the steering wheel. “What about them?” This conversation was going to go down a dark path. I felt it.
Angel tilted her sunglasses down her nose, eyeing Lexi. “Are you sure you want to discuss this in close quarters?” she very wisely asked.
Lexi was undeterred. “We need to set some ground rules, like a do-not-disturb signal. I don’t want to walk in on you guys sucking face. I’ve seen things I wish I could white out.”
“And you plan on doing a lot of sucking face?” I asked, my voice going low and tight.
Lex rolled her eyes. “Chase, don’t be lame.”
I was going to blow a gasket. The idea of some guy feeling up my cousin in the next room made my blood boil. “I’ve got a house rule for you. No guys allowed but me.”
“How is that fair?” she challenged. “You and Angel get to shack up whenever you want, but I can’t even have a date?”
“We aren’t shacking up , as you so delicately imply. And anyway, Angel and my relationship is different. We have to be close. Unless you want us to wither away?” Cheap shot, but I was feeling testy.
“Don’t be dramatic. You don’t get to control my life anymore.”
“The hell I d—”
“Chase,” Angel hissed, placing a hand on my forearm.
A surge of calm went through me, and I snatched my arm from underneath her touch. “Angel,” I growled. “Do not manipulate my feelings.”
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “But things are getting a little heated in here, and your eyes were starting to glow.”
I frowned, knowing she was right.
“You suck, Chase. You take the fun out of everything.” Lexi sunk into the back seat scowling.
This conversation was far from over. I kept glancing at her reflection in the rearview mirror, but she refused to look in my general direction for the rest of the drive, which was fine by me. Lexi was absolutely batshit crazy if she thought I was going to just sit back as some jock-bag had his way with my cousin. Yeah. So not happening. She should have thought twice about being my roomie.
I needed to get my mind off the image Lexi left in my head, before I did permanent damage to the steering wheel. I wanted to slam my fist into something. The leather was already dented under my clutches, leaving behind my fingerprints.
Angel snuck a sideways glance at me.
I sat back against the seat and gave her a one-sided reassuring smile. “I’m fine. You can stop worrying.”
“If only,” she muttered. “Worry seems to be my middle name lately.”
Since we were on the topic of worries, I had one of my own I’d been meaning to bring up. “You never told me how you were able to track that demon in the woods.”
Confusion lined her face before I saw the glint of understanding. “Uh.” She fidgeted in the seat. “I don’t know. It wasn’t rocket science.” She shrugged. “I didn’t think about what I was doing.”
“You must have felt something,” I insisted.
Her fingers played with the charms on her necklace. It was the one I had given her. “How is that important?”
“You can track demons, and my guess is you can sense them as well. I’d say that is pretty damn important. Sure I can hunt demons, but it is
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