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“Dad is going to kill you,” said Tyler. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Michael,” she called. “Can you drive?”

It took Michael a second to get it together, but then he realized his keys were on the pavement, where he’d dropped them by the door. His joints didn’t want to work, but he was able to get the keys into his palm. “Yeah.” Stars still danced in his vision. “I think.”

And then he must have been losing time, because he was starting the ignition of the truck, and Emily was in the passenger seat beside him.

He took a deep breath, and it seemed they were pulling onto Mountain Road, leaving the sports center behind.

He rubbed at his eye, surprised when his hand came away with blood. “I should have said no,” he said.

She gave him a concerned glance. “What?”

He winced, and suddenly there were two roads in front of him. “I shouldn’t be driving.”

She unclicked her seat belt and knelt up on the passenger seat, leaning across to brace a hand on his shoulder.

It was almost enough to make him hit the guardrail. “What are you doing?”

“Keep your eyes on the road.”

“Did you set me up?”

“Shhh. Drive.” She leaned in close and blew on his neck.

No, that was almost enough to make him hit the guardrail. He pushed her away. “Stop. Tell me the truth. Did you—”

“No. I didn’t. Let me help you.” She shoved his hand out of the way and knelt up again.

Her breath on his skin felt awful and amazing at the same time. He fought not to make a sound.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I wish I had more power.”

“No,” he ground out. “You don’t.”

“I saw their car,” she said. “Around the corner. Tyler and my dad have been talking about staking out the sports center all week—”

“Thanks for the heads-up.”

“I never thought they’d really do it.”

He gave a humorless laugh. “Of course not.”

She fell silent for a while, and all he heard was her breath whispering along his skin. Too much had happened in a short span of time. Part of him wanted to push her away again, but a bigger part wanted to pull her closer and beg her to say she was on his side, that she’d had no part in this.

Finally, he couldn’t take the silence anymore, and he needed a destination. He couldn’t go home, not with her in the truck, and he sure as hell wasn’t driving to her house. “Where am I driving?”

“Go to the quarry.”

His head had cleared enough for him to look away from the road. “The quarry?”

“There’s lots of exposed rock. That’ll help you, right?”

“Yeah, but there will be other people there.” Given this heat, probably half the senior class would have snuck in to go swimming.

“Don’t worry. I know a hidden path down to the water. We can stay out of sight.”

“Why are you helping me?”

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