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To my manic side, Athena, you crazy bitch. Get some sleep, girl.
With the exhale comes a huge wave of exhaustion that nearly has me collapsing the rest of the way to the ground. But I fight it. I’ve been fighting it for four days straight. No sleep means no nightmares. No nightmares mean only happy Scarlett.
“I’m not crazy,” I hiss back and twist toward the window to berate Jaime for getting me into this mess. Only he’s already getting yelled at by someone I don’t even know. But, oh shit, would I like to get to… The man is gorgeous, despite the fact that anger reddens his fair cheek. He’s got inches on my over-six-foot-tall friend and I lick my lips because fuck is he the kind of man I’d love to pop my cherry.
“Come on, Rand. Let’s give the poor girl some space. It’s not like she’ll get lured away by the Phantom of the French Quarter.”
This music is all I have of him. If it weren’t for the letters, I’d worry I was making the whole thing up.
Sol’s lips mold to mine, and one hand splays across my back while the other cradles my head. I melt into his embrace, moaning into his mouth. He breaks the kiss with a chuckle. “Kiss me back, Scarlett.”
“Why do you insist on hating me, Scarlett? Why do you insist on seeing me as the enemy when all I’ve done is protect you?” “Not protect me.” She shakes her head. “You manipulated me.” “I encouraged you.” “You owned me.” “I love you.”
“It was my brother’s dying wish to own New Orleans, you know. Like the Bordeauxs think they do. And I’ve come back to finally fulfill his dream. But this stupid truce is getting in the way. I thought by getting close to you again, I would get underneath Sol’s skin. If he doesn’t care about you, though… then I get to finish what I started.”
Hmm… too bad stealing your meds backfired so badly. I’ve heard stories of your episodes. That could’ve been fun to see.”
Our steps have steadily mirrored each other until now, and he smiles when he realizes that he’s cornered me. But his words have flipped a switch in my mind as he rants.
His fooling around probably cost him his life, though.” Oh, you have no fucking idea.
The fury flooding through my body energizes me, just like it did the moments after my father’s murder. He’d shot the man who’d tried to assault me, wounding him, inadvertently helping me to finish the job.
That’s all I need to see to know that someone is going to die tonight.
