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But as abruptly as it began, it ended when Jessica leaned her back against me and rested her head on my shoulder. “So, tell me what brought the Hulkshade out.”
“Don’t ever call me that again.”
“Okay, Nightshade.”
I took a calming breath. “That either.”
“That really bothers you?” She glanced at me for a second before looking toward the bar again. “I think it fits you. It’s lethal. It was used for murders.”
“I never wanted to be used for anything.”
She relaxed against me and after a while nodded. “Yeah. Makes sense.”
“Do you see him?” I asked, bringing the subject back to her question.
A soft laugh fell from her lips. It was the first laugh I’d heard from her that didn’t sound like a challenge.
That sounded like it might actually be her.
“I see a lot of hims.”
“The guy talking to the girl?”
“So, knives of fury almost said hello because someone decided to talk to your girl?”
I stilled. “She’s not. And I know you know who that guy is.”
She quickly sat up and slid from my lap, her hard glare set on me. “Just because I sell myself doesn’t mean I know every man.”
I raked my ha
nds over my face and through my hair. “You’re impossible to talk to. Do you know that?” I leaned closer and hissed, “That’s Dare.”
She sat back, her eyes wide before she turned to look again. “Oh.”
“How have you never seen him?”
“Probably the same way I’ve never seen her.” Jessica gave me a wary look. “Are you going to tell me why seeing him turned you into you, or not?”
I took a deep breath in and released it slowly as I sat back against the booth. “I have a list of people who destroyed my life. He’s the last name.”
“A list. As in . . .” She looked pointedly at my hands and then smiled weakly. “Got it. And how’s that going to feel when you’ve completed your list? Because if he’s the last one on it, that means you can’t complete it without killing him. And if he dies, she’s going to hate you.”
“I don’t expect her back,” I said through gritted teeth. “I never have.”
“But you want her back.”
I didn’t respond.
I had.
I’d thought if she came back to me, I’d take her away from here and we’d be fine. We’d somehow find our way back to what we had been.
That was before I’d realized what we had been was nothing more than a product of being molded into everything she wanted and needed.
“Kieran?”
“No,” I finally said, the word a growl. “I don’t want her back.”
