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I can be okay with just being a partial one.
“All right, I believe you.” She moves farther into the foyer, bringing her suitcase with her, snow falling off it. “It’s weird he’s calling you baby, though.” She looks at her brother suspiciously. “Wanna explainthat, big brother?”
He shrugs with his hands stuffed into the back pockets of his pants. “I gave her a nickname.”
She continues to stare at him as if she’s a detective, trying to crack his mind open. “Okay, but it’s something a boyfriend would call his girlfriend. Or a guy who wants to get laid.”
He makes a big show of rolling his eyes. “It doesn’t have to be either of those. I can call her baby because I like her, and I think the name lets her know that. At least, that’s how I look at it.” He looks at me, as if waiting for me to back him up.
I shrug. “It kind of got on my nerves at first, but it’s wearing on me.”
His lips threaten to turn upward into a smirk. “Wearing on you, huh? I think your pulse flutters when I say it.”
I roll my eyes. “Whatever, dude.”
He chuckles. “You’re so pretty when you pretend to be bad at me.”
“Okay, I’m done with watching you two flirt.” Low unexpectedly claps her hands, as if she really is a witch and is casting a spell to get us to shut up. It works, too, because Hunter and I both look at her. “So, my brother said you needed clothes,” she says to me. “So I brought a bunch. You’re a little bit taller than me, but not too much. What size are your feet?”
“A nine,” I tell her, figuring she won’t have the same size as my big feet.
“Hey, me, too.” She sticks her hand out for a fist bump. “Fist-bump for big feet.”
“True dat.” I tap knuckles with her, and we both laugh.
Hunter juts his lip out. “I’m feeling left out.”
I stick my fist in his direction. “Fist-bump for being”—perfectis what comes to mind, but I’m not about to say that aloud—“the most awesome friend ever.” I settle on that, figuring it’ll make him happy.
And it does. A smile touches his lips as he moves to give me a fist bump. But right as our knuckles are about to touch, he suddenly grabs my hand, lifts it to his lips, and kisses my hand.
His lips are so soft, is the first thing that flows through my mind. It’s followed by a,He’s so nice to me.
“If you want, I can kiss you,” the blond-haired boy tells me with a smile.
He’s always smiling. He’s cute. He kind of reminds me of an angel, if those exist. I don’t think they do, or else they would’ve saved me from this place already.
“Why would you do that?” I wonder as we sit on a fallen tree trunk in the forest, snowflakes dancing around us.
“You said you’ve never been kissed before.” His cheeks are bright red. I’d think maybe he was embarrassed, but he never gets that way, so I’m guessing he’s just cold. “I thought maybe …” He shrugs, looking down at the snowy ground.
My heart is going crazy in my chest as I think about kissing him.
He’s so cute.
And sweet.
“Okay,” I say softly.
He glances up at me. “Yeah?”
I nod. “Yeah.”
His breath is clouded around his face as he lets out a breath. Then he leans in and our lips brush, so soft—
“Raven.” Hunter waves his hand in front of my face, causing me to blink from the images.
It takes me a second to focus on him, and when I do, I see that a worry line has formed between his brows.
