festival down in town,” answered Emily.
She didn’t seem too enthused. Abby had a feeling she was bullied into going by two very neglected friends.
“It has your typical stuff. Carnival, rides, fireworks.” Mira’s eyes lit up at the very thought of it. She probably didn’t get out much. With uncertainty, she added, “Do you guys wanna come?”
“What’s the weather like?” Abby wasn’t really interested. She had far more pressing matters on her mind.
She immediately regretted asking. Mira flung open the shades and sunlight streamed in right up to the edge of the sofa. Abby and Noel jolted backwards, jerking their legs into their chests. Emily’s mouth dropped open in shock, only silently laughing once she realized the sun was a foot shy of reaching them.
Luckily, Mira and Darby were too engrossed with the view to see their reactions. Abby and Noel had settled down again before they turned back.
“Beautiful. Not a cloud in the sky.”
“I see that,” replied Abby. “Maybe I’ll meet up with you guys later tonight.”
“You’re sure?” asked Darby. “It should be really fun.”
“Yeah. Truth is, with red hair, pale skin and freckles, I’m a little allergic to the sun.”
“Oh, we’ve got sun block,” offered Darby quickly.
Noel chuckled. “Yeah, that’ll help.” He never even looked up from the book.
“That’s okay, really,” affirmed Abby.
“Sun block with SPF 1000 would still burn her,” added Noel.
“It’s true. Literally fire-red,” said Emily, waving spirit fingers as if they were flames.
“Well, okay. Maybe we’ll see you tonight then.”
“I’ll meet you guys at the back in five, okay?” declared Emily.
After pleasantries were exchanged and the girls had left, Emily closed the curtains again.
“Thank you,” said Noel.
“Not a problem. But you might want to push that sofa a little further back.” She smiled as she left the room.
“Holy hell!” cried Noel, stretching out from his scrunched-up position.
“There is no way in hell we can predict each and every one of their actions before they do something like that.”
They readjusted themselves on the sofa to more comfortable positions.
“You realize we almost blew our cover right then, right?”
“It’s only Emily. We’ve told her one secret, one more wouldn’t kill us.”
“Can we please keep it to a minimum?” Noel asked. “Need to know basis only.”
“I think that philosophy is out the window with her. Before this is over, she’s gonna know more about us than our associates.”
“I know. Scares me too,” he said, returning his attention to the book.
“Emily’s right though. The books in here won’t be too useful. None of these will give us even the slightest indication that Morphus has a weakness.”
“Everyone has at least one weakness.”
“Oh, yeah?” Her suggestive grin mad Noel smile as well. “What’s yours?”
“Temperamental red-heads with the tendency to straddle the fine line between good and evil.” Playfully, he added, “…and myself.”
“Oh, well, you’re in luck.” She seductively straddled his lap and tossed the book to the floor. “Cause there happens to be one right here.”
Abby felt his arms wrap behind her and pull her in until their bodies were flush. She pressed her lips tightly to his ear and gently yet forcefully breathed the hot air deep from her lungs into his ear, finishing each breath with a gentle bite. His body lifted with each breath and his hands pressed deep into her body, massaging the length of her back. His soft moans intensified. He roughly stroked her head and pulled her neck towards him, fervently kissing and biting her neck. Her muscles tightened as she tipped her neck back further and shivers shot through her body.
Abby made her way down the mountain using what she assumed was a trail. The fir and evergreen trees were littered with decayed needles and white powdered snow. Three sets of footprints led the way,
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