By the end, she’s gaping. “Oh, June,” she says, shaking her head. “That’s horrible.”I sigh, looking off towards the terrace. “What’s worse is that I’m not sure now it wasn’t all a mistake.”“What do you mean?” Laila’s voice is very concerned.“I mean…” I shrug. “Things with Blythe were…a whirlwind.
“Oh god,” I sigh, shaking my head at Laila. “Why on earth do we need Orion for the divination?”She shrugs, looking between me and Anton, her face apologetic. “Because it’s his land. Even if we get a map, none of us understand the relationship between the map and the land itself. It’s…” she purses h
“So, did we interrupt something?” Anton asks, gesturing towards our table full of breakfast food, inviting Orion to take his pick.“Not really,” Orion says with a shrug. “I was just hanging out in my room.”“One point for me!” I say, raising the pen cheerfully in the air before tossing it onto a boo
I scowl at Orion as I snatch my envelope off the table in front of me. Laila sighs and picks up hers too, much calmer than me.Orion just sighs, settling back on the couch next to Anton, crossing his arms like Anton is. The boys glance at each other and shrug and I’m struck, again, but that…affinity
“But,” he continues, looking seriously at me. “First, you have to promise not to go searching for him in the Deadlands without me. Because you will, obviously, die.”“Done!” I say, grinning, quite liking the tacit admission that he’ll go with me to find Blythe too.“And,” he continues, “unfortunatel
“I’m not happy with how last night went, Juniper,” Orion says, turning his eyes back to mine. “I wanted to apologize.”Surprise runs through me because…I was not expecting that.“I don’t know if you know this about me,” he continues, walking me again to the edge of the terrace but not wrapping an ar
My lips curl into a smile. “Again,” I whisper, shaking my head softly. “Such a freak.”A laugh spills over his lips, but the noise ends the moment he presses his mouth to mine.And damn me, I don’t stop him.I don’t make a single move, not at all, as my eyes flutter shut.The kiss is soft, and gentl
“Anton,” I sigh, shaking my head, “you’re going to think I’m so stupid –““I promise you,” he insists, “I’m not. Please, June.”I sigh again, pulling back a little, taking a deep breath. Anton lets me go and I cross my arms over my chest, feeling terribly self-conscious. But I close my eyes, pretend