Iโm saying a prayer. Maybe you ought to, too. Itโs going to take us a miracle to get through this.โ Whether he was serious or not, Claire sent the prayer up toward heaven, and she thought the others did, too. So it seemed kind of miraculous when the doorbell rang. โAt least theyโre getting more polite when they try to kill us,โ Shane said.
Rachel CaineClaire. Wake up.โ She blinked and realized that her head was on Shaneโs shoulder, and Michael was nowhere to be seen. Her first thought was, Oh my God, am I drooling? Her second was that she hadnโt realized she was so close to him, snuggled in. Her third was that although Michaelโs part of the couch was empty, Shane hadnโt moved away. And he was watching her with warm, friendly eyes. Oh. Oh, wow, that was nice.
Rachel CaineBite me, Goth princess,โ Shane called from the back. โNot literally or anything.โ โMaybe you should say that to Michael.โ โNot funny, Eve,โ Michael said. Eve raised her eyebrows and held her fingers up, measuring off about an inch. โLittle bit,โ she said.
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