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my little Spark.”
“I’m so flattered, Royce, but I’d rather jump into a pond of starving piranhas while wearing a suit entirely made of bananas. Oh look, there’s my friend.”
“The test is to see how badly you want this. Not everyone will survive… People have died during this task in the past. But one thing is certain—if you don’t jump, you’ll never be given a second chance.”
More questions, and no answers whatsoever.
Carly was in the Devil’s Backbone Society,
“Um, what…no one is here to see.”
“I know. I just like kissing you.
“You scared the fucking life out of me, Spark. Never, ever do that again.”
Carter Bassington was a goddamn tornado, but right now I was safe in the eye of the storm.
“Spark…” he groaned, kissing my throat. “You’re going to be my undoing. I need more.”
“Nathaniel. I understand that you have some big feelings about this right now, and that what Ashley is saying might hurt your heart.” She spoke to him like a toddler and I nearly laughed. He was so shocked he didn’t even talk back. “You can hold on to those big feelings until she’s finished, or you can whisper them into your hand to hold for later. But right now, Ashley is talking. Got it, got it?”
“Fine. But you’re sleeping on the floor and if you snore, I’ll smother you with a pillow. Clear?”
“Dinosaur bones?”
“That’s kind of the DB’s whole premise. Bored rich kids doing obscenely excessive things simply because they can.”
Polo? Not on horses, don’t be ridiculous. No, the players for that burst out of the stables riding emus.
Bart. Sleazy Bart. Dead and naked in my bed.
fucking hell, Spark, I am so obsessed with you I just wanted to make it work.
“Give me something to cling to as I suffer in silence while you fall in love with Heath.”
The man must be part incubus, because my whole body lit up from his caresses.
Carter ate pussy like it was his fucking job,
“I’m so sorry, Spark,”
“Please forgive me, I can’t let you go.”
But my gut said that someone was messing with his head, maybe forcing him to do something against his will? If that were the case, then I’d bet my car the Devil’s Backbone was behind it.
“I don’t know,” he whispered. “I swear…I have no clue.”
I woke up because my phone kept ringing, like on and on. But I wasn’t in my bed. I was out on the Nevaeh south lawn in full DB costume and…I don’t have any memory of getting there. Or why.”
“I am doing something. I’m keeping you safe!”