Trying to Live With the Dead (The Veil Diaries #1)

by B.L. Brunnemer

“Zeke, you multiplied four by two and came up with nine,”

“Beautiful is sick, we make Beautiful better,” he told me, his smooth voice calling from the kitchen.

“Beautiful is sick, so we’re here to smother her back to health,”

“Eat your soup, woman.”

Ethan: Beautiful wins, because she’s pantless. Asher: Yeah, pantless girls always win. Zeke: Agreed. Isaac: You cheat, Red. Miles: Ignore us and get dressed, please.

Mental note: Deal with your shit.

She asked me what it was like to have so many guy friends. I told her it was a hoot, in a deadpan voice.

“It’ll be okay, Zeke. I’m a big girl. I can sock a guy in the jaw just as easily as you can.”