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“That seems awfully convenient.” James narrows his eyes.
Adam laughs out loud. “Where’d you learn to talk like
that?”
James frowns. “Benny says that a lot. She says my excuses
are ‘awfully convenient.’” He makes air quotes with two
fingers. “She says it means I don’t believe you. And I don’t
believe you.”
Adam gets to his feet. The early morning light filters
through the small windows at the perfect angle, the perfect
moment. He’s bathed in gold, his muscles taut, his pants
still a little low on his hips and I have to force myself to think
straight. I’m shocked by my own lack of self-control, but I’m
not sure I know how to contain these feelings. Adam makes
me hungry for things I never knew I could have.
I watch as he drapes an arm over his brother’s shoulders
before squatting down to meet his gaze. “Can I talk to you
about something?” he says. “Privately?”
“Just me and you?” James glances at me out of the corner
of his eye.
“Yeah. Just me and you.”
“Okay.”
I watch the two of them disappear into James’ room and
wonder what Adam is going to tell him. It takes me a
moment to realize James must feel threatened by my
sudden appearance. He finally sees his brother after nearly
6 months only to have him come home with a strange girl
with crazy magical powers. I nearly laugh at the idea. If only
it were magic that made me this way.
I don’t want James to think I’m taking Adam away from
him.
I slip back under the covers and wait. The morning is cool
and brisk and my thoughts begin to wander to Warner. I
need to remember that we’re not safe. Not yet, maybe not
ever. I need to remember never to get too comfortable. I sit
up. Pull my knees to my chest and wrap my arms around my
ankles.