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I didn’t say anything. Lena was so frustrated, I was surprised the Ferris Wheel hadn’t come loose and rolled away. I could see the lights from the Tilt-A-Whirl, spinning in the corner of my eye, churning and dizzying. It was the way I felt when I let myself get lost in Lena’s eyes. Sometimes love feels that way, and you find your way to a truce when you don’t really want to.
Sometimes the truce finds you.
She reached up and laced her fingers behind my neck, pulling me into her. I found her lips, and we were all over each other as if we were afraid we might never have the chance to touch again. This time, when her mouth tugged at my bottom lip, biting gently into my skin, there was no blood. Just urgency. I turned, pushing her against the rough wooden wall behind the ticket booth. Her breath was ragged, echoing in my ear even louder than my own. I raked my hands through her curls, guiding her mouth to mine. The pressure in my chest started to build, the shortness of breath, the sound of the air as I tried to fill my lungs. The fire.
Lena felt it, too. She pushed away from me, and I bent over trying to catch my breath.
“Are you okay?”
I took a deep breath and stood up again. “Yeah, I’m all right. For a Mortal.”
She smiled a real smile and reached for my hand. I noticed she had drawn crazy-looking designs on her palm in Sharpie. The black curls and spirals swirled from her palm around her wrist and up the base of her arm. The pattern looked like the henna the fortune-teller wore, in the tent that smelled like bad incense at the other edge of the fairgrounds.
“What is that?” I held her wrist, but she pulled it away. Remembering Ridley and her tattoo, I hoped it was Sharpie.
It is.
“Maybe we should get you something to drink.” She led me around the side of the booth, and I let her. I couldn’t stay mad, not if there was a possibility the wall between us was finally coming down. When we kissed a minute ago, that’s what I felt. It was the opposite of the kiss on the lake, a kiss that had taken my breath away for different reasons. I might never know what that kiss was. But I knew this kiss, and I knew it was all I had—a chance.
Which lasted two seconds.
Because then I saw Liv, carrying two cotton candies in one hand and waving at me with the other, and I knew the wall was about to go back up, maybe for good. “Ethan, come on. I have your cotton candy. We’re going to miss the Ferris Wheel!”
Lena dropped my hand. I knew how it must have looked—a tall blond, with long legs and two cotton candies and an expectant smile. I was doomed before Liv even got to the word we.
That’s Liv, Marian’s research assistant. She works with me at the library.
Do you work at the Dar-ee Keen together, too? And the fair?
Another flash of heat lightning tore across the sky.
It isn’t like that, L.
Liv handed me the cotton candy and smiled at Lena, holding out her hand.
A blond? Lena looked at me. Seriously?
“Lena, right? I’m Liv.”
Ah, the accent. That explains everything.
“Hi, Liv.” Lena pronounced her name like it was an inside joke between us. She didn’t touch Liv’s hand.
If Liv noticed the slight, she ignored it, letting her hand drop. “Finally! I’ve been trying to get Ethan to introduce us properly, since it seems he and I are chained together for the summer.”
Clearly.
Lena wouldn’t look at me, and Liv wouldn’t stop looking at her.
“Liv, this really isn’t a good—” I couldn’t stop it. They were two trains colliding in painfully slow motion.
“Don’t be silly,” Lena interrupted, looking at Liv carefully, as if she was the Sybil in her family and she could read Liv’s face. “So nice to meet you.”
He’s all yours. Take the whole town while you’re at it.
It took Liv about two seconds to realize she’d walked into something, but she tried to fill the silence all the same. “Ethan and I talk about you all the time. He says you play the viola.”
Lena stiffened.
