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by Heather Glidewell


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  I carried a change of clothes to the bathroom with me and took a hot shower. The water felt great on my skin. I was catching myself daydreaming of Adam, the oddness of it all. Everyone had said that I needed to talk to him. I wasn’t expecting this, not expecting him to feel for me what has just recently started blooming in myself. I dried off and threw on the dark purple sweater and blue jeans then looked in the mirror.

  What does he see in me? All I am is eyes and hair.

  I frowned at my reflection and painfully brushed my hair before wrapping the towel around my tresses. Grabbing my dirty clothes I left the bathroom and wandered back into my room. At the dressing table I looked at the stacks of makeup on top and sighed. Taking a purple eye shadow and lightly putting it on my lids followed by the dark black lines that had become my norm. I heard the door open but did not turn as I felt the hands grab me around the waist. I could hear his heartbeat, slow and steady and that’s when I jumped.

  Nick broke out into laughter as I turned to look at the well-built man behind me. I smacked him on the arm and gave him a dirty look.

  “What are you doing?” I laughed rubbing my arms. I was going to have to pay more attention than I thought.

  “I was coming in to say hi. The girls are still sleeping and your dad said you were up.” He smiled.

  “So did something happen, did you find the fourth?” I asked running my fingers through my wet hair.

  “She’s been hard to track. I don’t know what this girl does to get away but every time I get close to her she’s gone again.” He looked annoyed for a second then smacked me on the arm. “I have an idea. I wanted to run it by y’all but now that I think about it you might be all we need. You and that mortal boy.”

  “Do what?” He had lost me already.

  “She’s scared. These creatures have been trying to track her down and she is running when she senses their power, I figured, your mortal boy has a better chance of talking to her. I cannot ask him to go alone I will need you to go with him, you know to protect him.” Nick smirked. Was he seriously passing his job off onto me?

  “What did my mom say?” I asked.

  “Well she wasn’t too happy with the idea but your dad was ok with it.” He looked hopeful.

  “Why did he seem so happy about it?” I growled. It must be something that he wished he could do himself.

  “You two would be going to Dallas. The girl got a job at a tattoo parlor in Deep Ellum. I stayed back far enough so that she could get settled but she needs to be told.” He sighed. “Apparently I’m just too intimidating. She didn’t seem convinced that I could be into her. I tried to hit on her to get her to trust me but that didn’t work. Maybe she likes those skinny boys resembling your mortal.” He growled. Apparently not many women, supernatural or not, had ever turned Nick the Prophet down.

  “No wonder he would be happy. It means that he has a place for us to stay. That would also explain why he’s wanting to go to lunch. I will let you know what is going to happen Nick I’m sure my mother and father have managed to come up with a plan.” I sighed yet in the back of my mind I felt a little joy. I was going to spend several nights away from home with Adam. That should give us enough time to figure out what was going on between us.

  “You grab Adam and meet me downstairs in ten so I can go through the idea with him before you got to lunch with your dad.” Nick’s eyes twinkled he seriously thought he had one hell of an idea.

  “Yeah, I think he’s still sleeping I will check in on him.” I swallowed hard and Nick raised an eyebrow at me.

  “Is something going on between you and him? Your heart rate just increased.” He said grabbing my face and looking in my eyes.

  “No, you just told me that I get to go somewhere without my parents on my ass I’m a little excited.” I lied.

  “Alright.” He eyed me. I wasn’t sure if he bought it. “Ten minutes.” He reminded me before turning and leaving my room whistling Dixie. Why the hell was everyone all about the civil war tunes all of a sudden?

  I walked to the adjoining door and pushed it open. Adam was sitting on his bed looking at his phone a small smile on his face. He looked up at me when I entered and put it back on the night stand before standing up and grabbing me around the waist crushing his lips to mine.

  “This is going to be harder than I thought.” I breathed when he let me go.

  “Why do you say that?” His eyes opened wide. “Ah yes the growing number of telepaths in the area. I bet Shawn already knows.” He groaned. “He has you on a permanent link.”

  “I don’t think he will say anything.” I said thinking about my brother. He was pretty good about keeping quiet about anything that had to do with Adam. He knew well before I did how the boy felt about me and never said a word other than I needed to talk to him.

  “Well here’s hoping nobody says or figures out anything until we know what is going on.” He leaned in and kissed me again lightly my body melted.

  “We need to get downstairs. Apparently Nick has this idea that he thinks will work when it comes to getting the fourth here. I’m going to lunch with my dad so I think you should take some time to get all the details. This is your first quest Mr. Snyder.” I smiled slyly at him as he broke out into laughter.

  “I just have to kiss you one more time. It’s far better in real life than it was in my dreams.” He cracked a smile and pulled me closer.

  “You dreamed about this?” I asked standing on my tip toes.

  “Since the day I met you.” He whispered his lips meeting mine.

  I was at a loss. Had I been so blind not to notice that something was there? I remembered when Helen blew up at me saying that something was there weather I wanted to believe it or not. Had I seriously been so into Wesley than Aaron that I didn’t notice that the perfect man for me was right under my nose?

 

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