“No, skip this one,” I murmur a little later when I’m curled up next to Jesse in the nook, freshly showered and finally eating my dinner. “It’s too sad, when they break up –““But there are so many good jokes in this one,” Jesse protests, casting a hand out towards the tiny DVD player in his lap. “W
I laugh, wrinkling my nose at him. “It was a spur-of-the-moment decision. But she’s fine, Jesse. I invited her up tomorrow night for the party.”“Really?” he asks, bursting into a smile. “That will be great.”“Yeah,” I say with a happy sigh, resting my head back down on his shoulder. “I told her you
The next thing I know, Jackson and I are cliffside and he is snatching me close to him with a wicked snarl, surprising a laugh out of me that he quickly silences with a proper kiss – the long, deep, knee-jellying kind that quickly has me rather desperate, pressing my body tight against him and windi
“Well, it’s your lucky day, Jacks,” I say, giving him a big smile. “Because…I kind of asked about that when she froze time and we had a little…secret meeting.”“What?” he asks, sitting up a little.I laugh, nodding. “Yeah, I couldn’t resist - couldn’t not know. She told me that I’m your only mate -
I squeal – just a tiny bit – with excitement when I wake up in the morning, pressing my hands to Jackson’s chest and sitting up, looking over at Rafe and Jesse’s bed through the still-open curtain.“Is it time?” I ask, gleeful. “Can we go? Did the weapons come? Did they deliver my paintball rifle?”
“I know, it’s gross,” Jesse says, slumping next to me with his arms crossed, doing his best to live up to his worthless and profligate reputation.I grin, nudging him with my elbow. “You’re probably good at it too.”“Yes,” he says, turning bored eyes my way, “but unlike the rest of you, I choose not
“It’s so beautiful,” I gasp, on my knees in front of the newly-opened case that holds my paintball sniper rifle, which is matte black and obviously brand spanking new. The helicopters have just pulled away and we’re in a secluded, thick patch of trees that’s growing on a plateau halfway down the cli
“With guns?” I ask, glancing up at him.“Or other weapons,” he says with a shrug. “Paint-coated dulled knives, the like. The point is – you get paint on you, you’re dead. We’re watched from above,” he says, pointing up towards the sky, “with cameras. If you die you’ll get a notification to clear the
Ariel bursts out laughing and gestures out to the rest of the roof. “Of all the interference to our plans, you’re going to point out this tiny, adorable, sleeping infant pup as the problem!?” Both boys look down at the little dark-haired baby, whose amber eyes flicker open to betray her mother’s w
Jesse sighs, glancing at his watch and then looking to the door, an undrunk glass of champagne in his hand. “Where the hell is your damn sister?” “Your damn cousin,” Rafe murmurs, draining his glass and then pouring himself another. “You’d better stop that,” Jesse says, turning his head to Rafe
She goes still for a moment and then laces her fingers with his, squeezes his hand. “We’re not dating or anything,” she snaps. “Just…because you got all rejected and stuff. I didn’t come running up here just because you’re single – I thought you were going to die –“ “Sure, you didn’t,” Jesse says,
“I love you, Jesse,” Midnight whispers, watching him, her little mouth trembling, her entire body feeling weak. “I love you too, Mids,” he replies. “Always.” She nods once. And then disappears. Midnight fights hard against her emotions as she flits through the castle, moving back and forth bet
“I’m saying,” Midnight says, freely crying now, cupping Jesse’s face in her tiny hands. “That I – I don’t want to have your pups, Jesse. Ever. Ever. I don’t want them.” She shakes her head, vehement. “I think I’d be a bad mom. I’d leave them at the grocery store and forget they were there. I – I jus
She has to admit though…the stars are a pleasant addition. Midnight’s wolf gives a little worried howl, sprawled out in her soul, her little legs too weak to carry her much or far these days. But Midnight smiles a little and strokes a mental hand over her wolf’s fur, pleased to see her free and cl
“What,” Jackson asks, frowning down at the little rectangular stone in his hands. “Is it like, special?” “Jackson!” Midnight hisses, standing on her toes to smack him on the chest. “They’re invaluable! This is only the second I’ve ever seen in the world! And I only know of one besides that other o
I laugh, pointing at the big plate of apple pie on the table. “Well, I’m glad to see that you’re feeling cheerful,” I say, grinning at her. “I am!” she says, happily plopping down next to Jesse and reaching for the pie, pulling it all onto her lap and digging in with a fork. “I don’t think that an
Jesse’s eyes open first, and then Midnight’s, slow and sleepy. “How do you feel?” I ask quietly, leaning towards her, able to see her better now in the dawn light that streams through the windows. “What happened?” Jackson asks. I turn to see him standing at the door and I smile, reaching out a h