But she turns to me, and tilts her head to the side, curious.My whole body starts to shake as I gasp in a desperate breath and clutch my stupid paintball rifle to my chest, scared and confused and frantic to go back home. Because I have absolutely no idea where I am, or how I got here, or what’s ha
“Um,” I say, looking up at him and tucking a strand of my hair back behind my ears. “I think so? I think I killed them…all…”“He did,” Heggardy says, bitter, and Jackson snaps his head to him. “That was the end of my team. How the fuck did he do that?”“Do what?” Jackson asks.“How did he hide like
“Ice cream,” Jackson growls, turning to glare at my brother and my cousin as soon as we get to the bathroom door. “Strawberry. Now. She’s taking a shower, and then she’s going to take whatever time she needs, and then she’ll tell you if she wants to.”Rafe growls his discontent, but spins away towar
The telling takes a while, but luckily the bowl of ice cream is big. I finish summarizing what happened to Jackson – what it felt like to fall out of this world, how I landed flat on my back in the other, what it looked like – that desolate space with the three looming moons – and the woman I saw by
“Do you?” I ask, grinning up at him, sort of surprised to see Jackson wanting to go to a social occasion.“Oh, I’m happy to stay in here,” he says, giving me a broad grin. “Alone with you. We can turn the water back on, or get in the tub…”I grin up at him, shaking my head. “Don’t tempt me, McClinto
Tony smirks at me and sketches out a deep bow. “Your highness,” he murmurs. “Your utter shock is both offensive and gratifying at once. I thank you for it.”I laugh and stumble towards him, throwing my arms around his neck and giving him a big hug. “That is amazing!” I gasp. “How did you do that!?”
I beam again at my friend, sitting back against the couch with a gratified sigh. “Good, I’m glad you won,” I say, nestling back into the pillows. “And I hope Wright is stinking mad about it.”“Oh, I didn’t win,” Tony says, taking a big bite of his cookie. “You did. I got disqualified for friendly fi
“Wait, seriously?” Ben asks, leaning forward and giving Tony a friendly shove on the shoulder. “I thought assassin track was a myth!”“You’re supposed to think it’s a myth!” Tony says, laughing and turning towards Ben. “That’s how it stays a secret.”“Wait, so, what do you do all day?” I ask, leanin