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irritating.” I shook the bottle of hair dye viciously while I talked. “He just pops up, starts talking like he’s my best friend come back from the dead, or something. You know, he really—”
“Don’t you need to be calm for this?” Reed Taylor asked me. His voice was tight.
“What, Reed Taylor, are you scared?” I brandished the bottle of dye at him like a weapon. “Of this? This right here?”
“Watch it! That stuff can blind me. I read the package.” He shuddered and wrapped his arms across his skinny bare chest. I told him to lose the shirt so the dye didn’t ruin it, but secretly I was enjoying this way too much. Fan service.
“Yeah, you read it like a million times. Relax. Think I’d steer you wrong?”
“You say that an awful lot,” he pointed out.
I caught his eye and winked. “Hey. You. Honestly. Do you really think I’d let anything happen to you?”
He grinned, and I grinned back.
“Okay, pretty girl. Make me a star.”
It wasn’t hard. A bottle of vibrantly red hair dye, a few white streaks here and there, and a haircut later, Reed Taylor was exactly my kind of man.
“I love it,” I said, and sat on his lap. “You’re perfect.”
“You’re not so bad yourself,” he said, and ran his hand down my newly black hair. “Seriously, these blue tips rock! Who would have thought a little hair stuff could make such a big difference?”
Me, but I wasn’t going to remind him how blah his hair had been before. There was nothing blah about him as a person, and now he looked as striking as his personality was. He looked like fire personified.
“Any other girl so much as gives you a second glance, and I’m killing her,” I said sweetly. Reed Taylor laughed. “No, I mean it,” I insisted. “I’ll track her, beat her down with a shovel, and throw her body to the gators.”
“Where are you going to find gators out here?”
“I’m resourceful. I’ll come up with something.”
But even while I was smiling at him, I was thinking about Mouth and his warning. As much as I wanted to ignore him, he was pretty persistent in trying to warn me about Reed Taylor. Maybe it was worth looking into.
Maybe later. My phone rang, and suddenly I had other things to think about.
“Hey, big brother. What’s—”
I didn’t get the chance to finish. “You know who just called? Sparkles. You know what she wants? Lydia.” Seth’s voice was absolutely wild. He had abandoned all attempts at calm. I leapt off of Reed Taylor’s lap.
“Where are you? Where’s Lydia? Is she trying to do this legally or by force or by— ”
Again, Seth interrupted me. “I don’t know. Legally, I guess. By force. I have no idea. I just… I mean, she walks out. She just walks out, and suddenly she cares about her daughter? She never cared about Lydia! The second she was born, Sparkles ran out and found herself that guy, and—”
This was approaching meltdown.
“Seth. Seth, listen to me. We’ll figure something out, okay? Sparkles is one nasty beast. She’s a terrible mother. Nobody will ever give Lydia to her.”
Se th sighed. “Luna, that isn’t the way things work. Kids usually end up with their mothers unless their mothers are horribly abusive monsters.”
“But she— ”
“She never abused Lydia. She just didn’t care. And face it, with our family history, and your proclivity to…well. It doesn’t…I’ll talk to you later, okay?”
He hung up before I could say anything. I stood staring at my phone.
Reed Taylor came up from behind me and put his hand on my shoulder.
“What’s going on?” he asked.
I shook my head but didn’t turn around to face him. “Seth’s wife wants custody of Lydia. It sounds like Seth has already given up.”
He stood quietly and waited.
Finally I broke down.
“Reed Taylor, I’m part of the problem. Everybody thinks I’m crazy. Like Dad was crazy. I thought moving in to help Seth was the thing to do, but maybe I’m more of a liability than I
“Don’t you need to be calm for this?” Reed Taylor asked me. His voice was tight.
“What, Reed Taylor, are you scared?” I brandished the bottle of dye at him like a weapon. “Of this? This right here?”
“Watch it! That stuff can blind me. I read the package.” He shuddered and wrapped his arms across his skinny bare chest. I told him to lose the shirt so the dye didn’t ruin it, but secretly I was enjoying this way too much. Fan service.
“Yeah, you read it like a million times. Relax. Think I’d steer you wrong?”
“You say that an awful lot,” he pointed out.
I caught his eye and winked. “Hey. You. Honestly. Do you really think I’d let anything happen to you?”
He grinned, and I grinned back.
“Okay, pretty girl. Make me a star.”
It wasn’t hard. A bottle of vibrantly red hair dye, a few white streaks here and there, and a haircut later, Reed Taylor was exactly my kind of man.
“I love it,” I said, and sat on his lap. “You’re perfect.”
“You’re not so bad yourself,” he said, and ran his hand down my newly black hair. “Seriously, these blue tips rock! Who would have thought a little hair stuff could make such a big difference?”
Me, but I wasn’t going to remind him how blah his hair had been before. There was nothing blah about him as a person, and now he looked as striking as his personality was. He looked like fire personified.
“Any other girl so much as gives you a second glance, and I’m killing her,” I said sweetly. Reed Taylor laughed. “No, I mean it,” I insisted. “I’ll track her, beat her down with a shovel, and throw her body to the gators.”
“Where are you going to find gators out here?”
“I’m resourceful. I’ll come up with something.”
But even while I was smiling at him, I was thinking about Mouth and his warning. As much as I wanted to ignore him, he was pretty persistent in trying to warn me about Reed Taylor. Maybe it was worth looking into.
Maybe later. My phone rang, and suddenly I had other things to think about.
“Hey, big brother. What’s—”
I didn’t get the chance to finish. “You know who just called? Sparkles. You know what she wants? Lydia.” Seth’s voice was absolutely wild. He had abandoned all attempts at calm. I leapt off of Reed Taylor’s lap.
“Where are you? Where’s Lydia? Is she trying to do this legally or by force or by— ”
Again, Seth interrupted me. “I don’t know. Legally, I guess. By force. I have no idea. I just… I mean, she walks out. She just walks out, and suddenly she cares about her daughter? She never cared about Lydia! The second she was born, Sparkles ran out and found herself that guy, and—”
This was approaching meltdown.
“Seth. Seth, listen to me. We’ll figure something out, okay? Sparkles is one nasty beast. She’s a terrible mother. Nobody will ever give Lydia to her.”
Se th sighed. “Luna, that isn’t the way things work. Kids usually end up with their mothers unless their mothers are horribly abusive monsters.”
“But she— ”
“She never abused Lydia. She just didn’t care. And face it, with our family history, and your proclivity to…well. It doesn’t…I’ll talk to you later, okay?”
He hung up before I could say anything. I stood staring at my phone.
Reed Taylor came up from behind me and put his hand on my shoulder.
“What’s going on?” he asked.
I shook my head but didn’t turn around to face him. “Seth’s wife wants custody of Lydia. It sounds like Seth has already given up.”
He stood quietly and waited.
Finally I broke down.
“Reed Taylor, I’m part of the problem. Everybody thinks I’m crazy. Like Dad was crazy. I thought moving in to help Seth was the thing to do, but maybe I’m more of a liability than I
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