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The world is full of beautiful women.
She’s nothing special.
Plus, her dog is ugly.
I open the door, chuck the bags in the back seat with the rest of her shit, and slam it shut again.
When I turn around, she’s standing there, just inches away, and I catch the slightest hint of cinnamon on the air. The snow’s still falling and the wind is still blowing, but in that moment, it seems as though the world has quieted.
I shake my head once hard, sending that sensation from my mind.
The wind rushes back in, the world intruding abruptly.
Coldly.
I glance behind her, see that her car appears secure—or as much as it can be when it’s sitting in a snowbank on the side of the road, rapidly being covered with even more of the white fluffy shit.
Good enough.
I open the passenger’s seat, dodge the dog that takes a run at me, snot flying, teeth bared, and order, “Get in.”
She narrows her eyes at me, but—thank fuck—starts to climb in.
I react without thinking, grasping her hand, steadying her as she steps onto the slick, black running board.
Her head whips around, deep green eyes locking with mine for a moment.
Time stilling. The wind quieting again. The cold fading away.
Her skin is soft, her fingers fit in mine like two pieces of a puzzle coming together.
Sparks of sensation along my palm, up my arm, toward my heart—
“Woof!”
I shake myself, all but shove her the rest of the way inside.
Then, fingers flexing, that prickling awareness acute, I step back.
I glance down at my hand, expecting…it to look different.
But it’s just the same.
The wind gusts and I plummet back into reality—ankle hurting, temperature dropping by the second, snow falling harder. Sighing, I ignore the woman and dog tossing twin glares at me through the window, round the hood, and get into the driver’s seat.
Thankfully, she’s clutching the dog to her chest so it can’t take another run at me.
I grind my teeth together as I buckle in, jabbing at the button to turn on the engine, putting my car into drive, and reaching forward—
There are fucking bite marks on my steering wheel.
Five
Nova
He doesn’t lookat me as he buckles in and reaches for the button to turn on the ignition.
Yup.
