My Soul to Steal
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Alec dropped the newspaper on the kitchen counter. Apartment shopping.
My eyes narrowed. I thought you didnt have the money yet.
I dont. But I will soon, thanks to the new job. And I had a feeling that after the big revelation, my father had suggested Alec move forward with his plans for financial and residential independence.
Still I wasnt taking any chances after meeting Avari at the theater. Just humor me. What color was my first bicycle?
White, with red ribbons, he replied, without hesitation.
Whats with the twenty questions? Em asked, scraping the inside edge of the carton with her spoon.
I shoved another bite in my mouth, buying time to think. But Alec was faster. Its this stupid trivia game. He winked at me. Im winning.
Oh, I wanna play! Em said, sitting straighter. What was the name of my first bra?
I nearly choked on my bite. You named your first bra?
She frowned. You didnt? When I could only laugh, she turned to Alec. You gonna guess?
He hesitated, pretending to think. I gotta go with Helga.
She threw the ice cream lid at him. Alec laughed, then dropped it into the trash. One carton of Ben & Jerrys, two girls, two spoons. Im guessing this is about Nash?
Emma nodded, watching as Alec took off his jacket and draped it over the half wall between the kitchen and the entry. Shed made no secret of the fact that she thought he was hot, and I couldnt exactly tell her he was nearly three times her age.
Alec raised one brow and grinned. Isnt the ice cream therapy thing kinda clich?
I shook my head. Its a classic for a reason.
And that reason is cause were underage, Em insisted. If I couldve gotten my hands on anything stronger last night, wed be recovering from strawberry daiquiri therapy this very moment.
He laughed, heading for the silverware drawer. So, is this girl-only ice cream, or can a sympathetic guy get a bite?
Emma leaned over the table much farther than she had to for her next bite, to be sure he could see down her shirt. Whats mine is yours.
I kicked her under the table, as Alec dug in the fridge for a soda. He was older than her mother! And he was currently being used as the murder weapon for a Netherworld demon. Not that she knew any of that.
One more point in favor of full disclosure. I was probably going to have to tell Emma soon.
What? Em pouted, then licked ice cream from her spoon with it inverted over her tongue.
Thats all youre gonna share withhim, I whispered
She stuck her tongue out at me, then took another bite.
What were you doing at Nashs, anyway? Alec asked, taking the chair on my other side. I think Emma scared him. Thank goodness.
Makin up.
Em grinned. More like makin out.
Not that it matters now.
Why? Alec dug in, his small spoon dwarfed by both of ours. Obviously an ice cream drama rookie. If she kissed him, whats the problem?
I stared at him like hed just volunteered for a lobotomy. He kissed her back. I saw it. He didnt push her away. He let her take her shirt off and stick her tongue down his throat.
Alec licked his spoon, then set it on the table and popped his drink open. Okay, I may be breaking some kind of girl-bonding rule or something, but can I offer you a guys perspective on this?
I frowned, my spoon halfway to my mouth. Is this gonna make me want to hit you?
He shrugged. Maybe. But its the truth. Here goes: kissing back is instinct. Unless the girl smells like a sewer or has tentacles feeling you up independently, a guys first instinct is to kiss back. Thats how it works. Whats important is how long that kissing back lasted. Sohow long?
You cant be serious. I could feel my temper building like the first spark in what could soon be a roaring blaze. You think its okay for him to kiss her back just because she isnt hideous? Aesthetically speaking. I was no suffragette, but I was pretty sure the he-cant-control-himself defense was a big, stinky load of horseshit.
No. Alec held up one hand defensively. But I also dont think its okay for you to condemn him, if he was the innocent kissee, rather than the instigator of said kiss.
I rolled my eyes. Fine. He wasnt the instigator.
Alec nodded, obviously pleased with the progress. Did she know you were there?
She parked right behind my car.
And he kicked her out, right? Emma added, catching on.
Yeah. And he told her not to come back.
Alec turned to Emma, and she couldnt resist another grin. Are you hearing what Im hearing?
Yup. Alec met my gaze. This was for your benefit, not his. She set you both up, and did everything she could to make you think he wanted it. And you
My frown deepened. You think Im overreacting?
Alec shrugged again and dug in for another bite. I wasnt there. But it sounds to me like you at least owe him a chance to explain.
My eyes narrowed. I thought you didnt have the money yet.
I dont. But I will soon, thanks to the new job. And I had a feeling that after the big revelation, my father had suggested Alec move forward with his plans for financial and residential independence.
Still I wasnt taking any chances after meeting Avari at the theater. Just humor me. What color was my first bicycle?
White, with red ribbons, he replied, without hesitation.
Whats with the twenty questions? Em asked, scraping the inside edge of the carton with her spoon.
I shoved another bite in my mouth, buying time to think. But Alec was faster. Its this stupid trivia game. He winked at me. Im winning.
Oh, I wanna play! Em said, sitting straighter. What was the name of my first bra?
I nearly choked on my bite. You named your first bra?
She frowned. You didnt? When I could only laugh, she turned to Alec. You gonna guess?
He hesitated, pretending to think. I gotta go with Helga.
She threw the ice cream lid at him. Alec laughed, then dropped it into the trash. One carton of Ben & Jerrys, two girls, two spoons. Im guessing this is about Nash?
Emma nodded, watching as Alec took off his jacket and draped it over the half wall between the kitchen and the entry. Shed made no secret of the fact that she thought he was hot, and I couldnt exactly tell her he was nearly three times her age.
Alec raised one brow and grinned. Isnt the ice cream therapy thing kinda clich?
I shook my head. Its a classic for a reason.
And that reason is cause were underage, Em insisted. If I couldve gotten my hands on anything stronger last night, wed be recovering from strawberry daiquiri therapy this very moment.
He laughed, heading for the silverware drawer. So, is this girl-only ice cream, or can a sympathetic guy get a bite?
Emma leaned over the table much farther than she had to for her next bite, to be sure he could see down her shirt. Whats mine is yours.
I kicked her under the table, as Alec dug in the fridge for a soda. He was older than her mother! And he was currently being used as the murder weapon for a Netherworld demon. Not that she knew any of that.
One more point in favor of full disclosure. I was probably going to have to tell Emma soon.
What? Em pouted, then licked ice cream from her spoon with it inverted over her tongue.
Thats all youre gonna share withhim, I whispered
She stuck her tongue out at me, then took another bite.
What were you doing at Nashs, anyway? Alec asked, taking the chair on my other side. I think Emma scared him. Thank goodness.
Makin up.
Em grinned. More like makin out.
Not that it matters now.
Why? Alec dug in, his small spoon dwarfed by both of ours. Obviously an ice cream drama rookie. If she kissed him, whats the problem?
I stared at him like hed just volunteered for a lobotomy. He kissed her back. I saw it. He didnt push her away. He let her take her shirt off and stick her tongue down his throat.
Alec licked his spoon, then set it on the table and popped his drink open. Okay, I may be breaking some kind of girl-bonding rule or something, but can I offer you a guys perspective on this?
I frowned, my spoon halfway to my mouth. Is this gonna make me want to hit you?
He shrugged. Maybe. But its the truth. Here goes: kissing back is instinct. Unless the girl smells like a sewer or has tentacles feeling you up independently, a guys first instinct is to kiss back. Thats how it works. Whats important is how long that kissing back lasted. Sohow long?
You cant be serious. I could feel my temper building like the first spark in what could soon be a roaring blaze. You think its okay for him to kiss her back just because she isnt hideous? Aesthetically speaking. I was no suffragette, but I was pretty sure the he-cant-control-himself defense was a big, stinky load of horseshit.
No. Alec held up one hand defensively. But I also dont think its okay for you to condemn him, if he was the innocent kissee, rather than the instigator of said kiss.
I rolled my eyes. Fine. He wasnt the instigator.
Alec nodded, obviously pleased with the progress. Did she know you were there?
She parked right behind my car.
And he kicked her out, right? Emma added, catching on.
Yeah. And he told her not to come back.
Alec turned to Emma, and she couldnt resist another grin. Are you hearing what Im hearing?
Yup. Alec met my gaze. This was for your benefit, not his. She set you both up, and did everything she could to make you think he wanted it. And you
My frown deepened. You think Im overreacting?
Alec shrugged again and dug in for another bite. I wasnt there. But it sounds to me like you at least owe him a chance to explain.
