My Soul to Keep
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Then whats the problem?
I sighed, grasping for some way to explain withoutwellexplaining. My urge to protect her from all things Netherworld was overwhelming, and my gut was all I had to go on at the moment. Hes not safe, Emma.
She rolled her eyes. I dont want safe. I want fun, and Doug is fun.
Yeah, hes so fun he tried to haul you off while you were drunk. What do you think would have happened next, Em?
Nothing I didnt want to do. She crossed her arms beneath her breasts. What? You think Nash is perfect?
My pulse spiked and I thought about him Influencing his way up my shirt that morning. But Em didnt know about that. Whats that supposed to mean?
Nothing. Emma sighed and leaned with both elbows on the counter, watching through the glass as Doug unlocked his car. Im just saying guys only come in a couple of models, and Nash didnt exactly break the mold. So lay off my boyfriend until youre ready to take a closer look at yours.
I had no idea what to say to that. So Nash was getting a little pushy. That was nothing compared to Doug breathing toxic fumes all over her.
In the lot, Dougs arm twitched as he pulled open his car door. Emma didnt even notice, but I knew what those twitches meant, and I was pretty sure I knew what he had to do before he picked her up. I had to tell her somethinghad to at least warn her, if I couldnt keep her away from him.
I took a deep breath and twisted on my stool to face her as Doug pulled out of the lot. Emma, Dougs into something new. Something really bad. Its called frost.
She frowned, ignoring the customer who stepped up to her window. What are you talking about?
Just listen. Please. It comes in a black balloon, and it will kill him. And if you inhale any of it, it could kill you, too. Or drive you insane. For real.
Emmas frown deepened. Youre serious?
So serious. I looked straight into her brown eyes, wishing she could see the sincerity surely swirling in mine. Nash and I saved your life once and Im trying to do it again. If you see Doug with a black balloon or even if he just starts acting weird, go home. Okay? Whatever youre doing, just stop and go home.
The man in front of the glass knocked on the window, but we both ignored him.
Emmas eyes widened and she clutched the counter. Kaylee, youre kind of creeping me out.
I know. I took both of her hands when she started to turn toward the window. But you have to promise youll go home if he starts acting weird. Swear.
Fine, I swear, she said as the man knocked harder and a second customer appeared in front of mywindow. But I gotta tell ya, youre the one acting weird right now, Kay.
I knew that, too. But at least my brand of weird probably wasnt going to get anybody killed. No one other than me, anyway.
YOU WANT THE GOOD news, or the bad? Nash asked as soon as I opened the front door. I took the pizza from him and he pulled the door shut as he stepped inside.
Bad first. Because I was a get it out of the way kind of gal. I set the pizza box on the coffee table and headed into the kitchen for a couple of sodas. He tossed his jacket over one of the chairs around the table in our eat-in kitchen.
Okay, Carter has tried the balloon, and I think he was still flying pretty high when I got there this afternoon. He was talking fast and leaping from one subject to the next. I could hardly keep up with him.
But Doug didnt act anything like that. He was slurring and reacting kind of sluggish. And seeing things.
I know. Nash flipped open the pizza box and sank onto the couch. It seems to be affecting them both differently. But the good news is that Sophies at the Winter Carnival committee fundraiser, so the chances of her inhaling anything from him tonight are pretty slim. If thats even possible. Shes probably safe until tomorrow.
This good news isnt sounding so good. I set a Coke can on the end table nearest him.
Okay, then how bout this He pulled me onto his lap, and my unopened soda fell from my hand to roll under the coffee table. I talked him into bringing the balloon to school tomorrow, so I can try it.
My smile reflected his own. And were gonna get rid of it before he has a chance to share, right?
Nashs grin widened, and he kissed me before lowering me to the couch next to him. Thats the plan.
Okay, I like that part. So, how are we going to get the balloon? Ask Tod to pop in and snatch it for us?
Even better. He leaned to one side and dug in his hip pocket, then pulled out a single key with an electronic lock on a plain silver ring.
I frowned. You stole Scotts car key? Yes, it was convenient, and meant we wouldnt have to actually break into the car, which was equally illegal. Still
Nash shook his head. I just borrowed it from the kitchen junk drawer. He wont notice its gone until he locks himself out of his car again, and with any luck, Ill have it back way before then. How else are we supposed to get into his car?
Tod can do it without stealing a key.
He raised a brow in challenge, pulling one slice of pizza free from the others. Does that make it morally acceptable?