She shook her head. “Babe, I’m just sorry for what that calculating fucker put youthrough.”
I shivered. Ever since my run-in with Megan, I couldn’t get my body to warmup.
“You want me to wait for you?” Sarahasked.
“No. I’ll beokay.”
“Talktomorrow?”
I nodded, then closed the car door but heard the window power down. “By the way, why the hell did that girl have a woodencross?”
I smirked. “Because she knew what I wasapparently.”
“Apparently? Where’d she get her info from?Twilight?”
I chuckled. “I guess.” But then, as Sarah backed out of Liam’s driveway, I stopped laughing. Whatever supernatural she thought I was, she deemed me dangerous. I now had my answer to how the world would react if word gotout.
“Ness?”
I whirledaround.
Matt was standing by the front door. “What are you doinghere?”
Even though the door was only open a crack, a heady beat was pouring out throughit.
I circled around the cars. “I need to speak withLiam.”
“Um.” He palmed his buzzed blond hair. “Yeah. Um.” His skin was getting increasingly red. “Why don’t you wait out here? I’ll go gethim.”
“You’re seriously going to make me wait outside?” I asked, a littlepeeved.
Okay,verypeeved.
“I’m chilly. And not in the mood to wait outside.” I pressed past him. Or at least, I triedto.
Matt barred my way with hisforearm.
“What the hell, Hulk? I don’t fucking care if you’re having an orgy right now. I need to speak with Liam. This is a packmatter.”
I pressed on his big arm. Matt sighed and finally let methrough.
They weren’t having an orgy. Just a small get-together that seemed veryPG.
“Ness!” Amanda squeaked from her spot on the couch next to Sienna. “Hey.”
“Hi, Ness.” Sienna offered me a wispy smile that flickered off her pale face almost as quickly as it hadappeared.
Lucas was here too, as well as two other guys from the pack. One was definitely named Dexter—it was the sort of name that had stuck with me—but I wasn’t sure what the other one’s name was. Michael, maybe? They were sitting around a table in the corner of the living room, playing a card game. I guessed poker from the stacks ofchips.
“Nice dress,” Dexter said, leering alittle.
I wasn’t sure if he was making fun of me or paying me a compliment. I didn’t really care, though. “Where’sLiam?”
Lucas tipped his chin into his neck and started distributingcards.
No one spoke for so long that I asked, “Did no one hearme?”
Lucas placed the deck on the table, evening it out until no card stuck out. “Matt, why don’t you grab Ness a beer from the kitchen? I’ll go getLiam.”
