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027: The Babysitter

ALEXANDER

“Are you the grim reaper?”

I kept my eyes on her from the rearview mirror as she sat up. Her eyes were still partially closed and she rested against the seat like there wasn't a single iota of life inside of her.

“That would mean you're dead,” I responded tersely, trying to keep my eyes on the road. The fact that she was in the same car as me was distracting enough.

The entire vehicle had been vandalized by her scent and it killed me, slowly, sweetly. I had to maintain all modesty and make sure I got her home safely.

“Am…I dead?” She asked again, then immediately placed her hands over her mouth. “Stop the car! I can't die like this. I have to tell him something!”

Was this what everyone who'd seen Alaina drunk had to go through or was I special enough to see this side of her? I'd stick with the delusion. After all, it didn't hurt anymore. A small peal of laughter slipped from my lips.

“Him?” I raised my brow. “Who?”

She hiccuped again and threw her head back. It was no dou
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