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choices, the easy choices, don’t
want to change when it comes down to it.
Picturing Josh makes me start to cry again. What am I
thinking? He’s worth saving. He did the hard thing and told me the truth. How
can I fault him for that?
If I can’t fault him and I can’t fault her, who’s left
but myself?
A young man in Angel robes soothes the girl, and she
lets her hands fall away from her neck. Whatever happened to her, the physical
signs are gone now. Just the memories remain. Or maybe she blocked it all out,
like I did when I came here. Blocked out the image of Josh driving the car into
me.
And just like the car that killed me, I never saw this
coming.
Chapter 11
Keira
“So you’re a Demon?”
Noah’s finally decided to say something after sitting
on his unmade bed, staring at me for at least fifteen minutes.
I’m on the floor surrounded by dirty, male laundry, my
back against the door with a tiny basketball hoop hanging over my head. I was
told to wait here for Lucifer to return.
“Yup.” I pick up the nearest hoodie by the tip of its sleeve,
trying my best not to make contact with more than my fingernails, and then drop
it farther away.
“And you have to do whatever Lucifer says?”
I raise my head, resigning myself to the conversation
he’s intent on having. My whole purpose in playing with him in the first place
was to report back to Josh and keep Lucifer from finding out about my immediate
failure as a “distraction.” But that blew up in my face when Lucifer crashed
the party. Now he’s with Josh and I’m babysitting.
I need to play nice with Lucifer’s new prize though.
I’m in enough trouble for sticking my nose where he didn’t invite it. “Yup.”
He relaxes, leaning back on his elbows and laughing.
“What’s so funny?”
“You know I would’ve done anything you asked back at
the gym, right? Man, I thought you were seriously into me. Then I found out you
were only there because Lucifer sent you to lure me out to the car, and, I have
to admit, I wasn’t happy about being punked like that. But in, like, what—seventy
years?—I’m going to have to do shit like that, too.”
“Hold on. Don’t flatter yourself,” I say. “I wasn’t
there just to get you into a car. Lucifer could’ve approached you anywhere.”
“Oh yeah? Then why were you there?” He rolls off the
bed, muscles moving beneath his skin, and I’m reminded why I was so interested
when I first saw him.
I stand to meet him. “Maybe I like watching you
sweat.” I run a finger down his arm, and he stares at me like an arsonist
stares at a match. “Or maybe I was there because I had another job altogether.”
“That would be quite a coincidence,” he says. His
voice is husky, much more mature than most sixteen-year-olds.
“Coincidences do happen.”
“I should’ve made the deal more specific,” he says,
closing the remaining breath between us.
“Why? What else could you want?” I ask, surprised.
Lucifer named all the typical stuff: girls, money, power, etc.
“What if I don’t want regular girls? What if I want
you?”
Noah just got a whole lot more interesting. “Then I’d
say you’re a smart guy.”
“And what if I want you to take me somewhere far
away?” he asks, leaning down.
“I’d love to, but I’ve been told to wait here. Maybe
if you ask Lucifer, he’ll let me, though.” I lift my arms and hook my hands
behind his neck before pulling him down to kiss me.
Noah lifts me by the waist, and I enjoy the feeling of
both feet dangling below me as he backs me into the door, making the small,
plastic hoop shake. I explore his mouth with my tongue as he presses into me
with his entire body, running one hand up my shirt and cupping my face with the
other.
My skirt rides up to my hip as I wrap one leg
around him. We’re a tangle of limbs and skin and heat and I’ve almost forgotten
the real reason I’m still here when Lucifer clears his throat from behind Noah.
I crash
want to change when it comes down to it.
Picturing Josh makes me start to cry again. What am I
thinking? He’s worth saving. He did the hard thing and told me the truth. How
can I fault him for that?
If I can’t fault him and I can’t fault her, who’s left
but myself?
A young man in Angel robes soothes the girl, and she
lets her hands fall away from her neck. Whatever happened to her, the physical
signs are gone now. Just the memories remain. Or maybe she blocked it all out,
like I did when I came here. Blocked out the image of Josh driving the car into
me.
And just like the car that killed me, I never saw this
coming.
Chapter 11
Keira
“So you’re a Demon?”
Noah’s finally decided to say something after sitting
on his unmade bed, staring at me for at least fifteen minutes.
I’m on the floor surrounded by dirty, male laundry, my
back against the door with a tiny basketball hoop hanging over my head. I was
told to wait here for Lucifer to return.
“Yup.” I pick up the nearest hoodie by the tip of its sleeve,
trying my best not to make contact with more than my fingernails, and then drop
it farther away.
“And you have to do whatever Lucifer says?”
I raise my head, resigning myself to the conversation
he’s intent on having. My whole purpose in playing with him in the first place
was to report back to Josh and keep Lucifer from finding out about my immediate
failure as a “distraction.” But that blew up in my face when Lucifer crashed
the party. Now he’s with Josh and I’m babysitting.
I need to play nice with Lucifer’s new prize though.
I’m in enough trouble for sticking my nose where he didn’t invite it. “Yup.”
He relaxes, leaning back on his elbows and laughing.
“What’s so funny?”
“You know I would’ve done anything you asked back at
the gym, right? Man, I thought you were seriously into me. Then I found out you
were only there because Lucifer sent you to lure me out to the car, and, I have
to admit, I wasn’t happy about being punked like that. But in, like, what—seventy
years?—I’m going to have to do shit like that, too.”
“Hold on. Don’t flatter yourself,” I say. “I wasn’t
there just to get you into a car. Lucifer could’ve approached you anywhere.”
“Oh yeah? Then why were you there?” He rolls off the
bed, muscles moving beneath his skin, and I’m reminded why I was so interested
when I first saw him.
I stand to meet him. “Maybe I like watching you
sweat.” I run a finger down his arm, and he stares at me like an arsonist
stares at a match. “Or maybe I was there because I had another job altogether.”
“That would be quite a coincidence,” he says. His
voice is husky, much more mature than most sixteen-year-olds.
“Coincidences do happen.”
“I should’ve made the deal more specific,” he says,
closing the remaining breath between us.
“Why? What else could you want?” I ask, surprised.
Lucifer named all the typical stuff: girls, money, power, etc.
“What if I don’t want regular girls? What if I want
you?”
Noah just got a whole lot more interesting. “Then I’d
say you’re a smart guy.”
“And what if I want you to take me somewhere far
away?” he asks, leaning down.
“I’d love to, but I’ve been told to wait here. Maybe
if you ask Lucifer, he’ll let me, though.” I lift my arms and hook my hands
behind his neck before pulling him down to kiss me.
Noah lifts me by the waist, and I enjoy the feeling of
both feet dangling below me as he backs me into the door, making the small,
plastic hoop shake. I explore his mouth with my tongue as he presses into me
with his entire body, running one hand up my shirt and cupping my face with the
other.
My skirt rides up to my hip as I wrap one leg
around him. We’re a tangle of limbs and skin and heat and I’ve almost forgotten
the real reason I’m still here when Lucifer clears his throat from behind Noah.
I crash
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