“Why didn’t you tell me?” he said, noticeably angry. Before I could answer, he began again, “Don’t you know that everything is important, now?”
“Jared,” I said, embarrassed, “he said to go home. He said not to see Claire. I knew you wouldn’t leave her there alone until you knew she was all right.”
Jared looked to Claire, and then to Lillian. “Does he talk to you?”
His mother smiled. “At night. Only if it’s important. She knows about Kim now?”
“Yes,” Jared answered.
Lillian’s mouth pulled to the side, disappointed. “That was a mistake. Your main focus should be the book. It’s vitally important that you have it in-hand.”
“Kim and I made a deal,” Jared explained. “She will help us obtain the book if we help her return it to Jeruselum, under the Sepulchre where her ancestor found it. She wants to free her family of it.”
Lillian's eyes flitted about as she thought. “If she is helping you, why would your father try to keep Nina away from her?”
“Away from Kim?” I asked. “She's harmless.”
“Is she?” Claire snipped.
“Dad is wrong this time. We need her,” Jared said, clearly uncomfortable. Gabe was the foundation of their family, a fallen angel from Heaven, pure-blooded. The thought of him making a mistake was a hard pill to swallow, and even Jared wasn't convinced of his own words.
Everyone at the table sat silently, processing the situation. Finally, Bex spoke. “We’re all here. Let’s go get it.”
“We need a plan,” Jared said. “And we can’t leave Nina unprotected.”
“So Bex watches Ryan and Nina, and you and I go,” Claire said.
Jared rubbed the back of his neck. “I’ve already tried. I’m telling you, we need a plan.”
“You went there and didn’t leave with the book?” Claire said, raising an eyebrow.
“He had it in his hands,” Bex said, chuckling. Jared shot Bex a sharp look, and the boy's smug expression immediately vanished. “Sorry,” he said, clearing his throat.
“I was a little outnumbered,” Jared explained. “By eighty or so.”
“So?” Claire said, unimpressed.
Jared huffed. “We’ll talk about this later.”
The ride home was long, and the air in the cab of the Escalade was thick with tension. I didn’t dare talk first. Jared’s jaw was tight, and his knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel. He drove closer to Bex’s typical speed, impatient with the stop lights and traffic.
Jared parked in the drive, and then appeared at the passenger door. Without a word, he helped me to the ground. I wrapped my arm around his, and we walked in quiet understanding.
After a long shower, I set out clothes for Fall classes the next day. Jared waited for me, sitting on the end of the bed.
“You’re not staying,” I said, more of a statement than a question.
He stood. “Bex will be outside. I won’t be far.” He tightened the belt of my robe, and then encompassed me in his arms, leaning down just inches from my face. “I’ll see you in the morning,” he said, pressing his warm lips softly against mine.
He intended the kiss goodbye to be quick, but his lips lingered on mine. I ran my hands over the perfection of his chest and stomach, and then made my way to the bottom of his shirt, reaching underneath the fabric to touch his soft, feverish skin.
“You could stay,” I whispered, smiling against his mouth.
“I want to,” he said, his voice strained.
“Just for a little while? I won't keep you long,” I began to raise his shirt, but he gently restrained me by the wrists.
“Bex is downstairs.”
“Crap,” I said with a grimace. My hands fell to my sides, and I blew my bangs from my face in a huff.
Jared left me alone, and I ambled to the bed. Once my head hit the pillow, I was surprised the yearning for his warm body beside me, or thoughts of Ryan, or Jack, or the upcoming day of tedious bombardment of syllabi and introductory never crossed my mind. Heaviness came upon me, and I gladly succumbed.
“Nina!” Beth shouted from the end of the hall. She rushed to catch up, and then threw her arms around my neck. “Can you believe we’re back already?” She looked around, scanning faces of passing students.
“No,” I said, grinning at her endearing over-enthusiasm for everything.
I didn’t bother bringing my laptop; every class would be the same. Beth filled me in on the last few details she’d taken care of at Titan, and we discussed the monstrosity that was Sasha and the fact that she would be staying on.
“How far does she think she’ll go in that company, now that she’s made an enemy of you?” she asked, rolling her eyes.
“You make the mistake of believing she thinks. She did take on the Christmas party. Makes me wonder what she has up her sleeve.”