He pressed the edge of the knife against Amethysts arm. It rested against her skin for half a breath and then cut through. As the first drop of red smeared the knife, Annas ears popped as if the air pressure dropped. Then Amethyst sat up and screamed in terror.
I dont know, I think I got home around one?Really, that late? Her air of approval is palpable. What else?
Well, I mean, after he dropped me off at your place, I had to walk home. I sound begrudged. In the dark.Yeah, yeah. Did he try to kiss us?No, but it was a pretty hardcore dodge and weave. And I wanted him too, so badly. Were both dead silent, waiting for my answer. Theres something I should probably tell you. I take a deep breath and confess, I accidentally spoke Spanish with him last night.
Ten bucks says Lucy is wrinkling her nose at me. He speaks Spanish?Are you kidding me right now? Yes he speaks Spanish—hes Latino. Do you pay attention to anyone but yourself?
Sue me for not knowing, jeez. Tell me what was said and how it pertains to me, and do it quickly—I havent started my run yet and Im freezing my ass off out here.
I had a conversation with him in Spanish, Luce. And the whole thing was so freaking sexy. The Rs rolling off his tongue…the deep timbre of his accent…Rowdy finds my street without prompting, driving the hundred feet it takes to reach my house, pulling up to the curb and putting his truck in park. Idles, hands on the key buried in the ignition.
I guess this is you.Gripping my handbag—the one he noticed is blue—I unbuckle my seatbelt, fingers pawing for the handle, and I pause, twisting to face him. Hes watching me—of course he is—eyes half hooded in the moonlight, shadows playing across his expression. Mouth set into a line, almost in a downward turn.
You look like you want to say something.Im just wondering… His voice trails off. What kind of guy Scarlett Ripley agrees to go on a date with.