Gena Showalter - Tales Of An Extraordinary Girl - 2 by Twice As Hot

Gena Showalter - Tales Of An Extraordinary Girl - 2 by Twice As Hot

Author:Twice As Hot [Hot, Twice As]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-07-28T19:15:45.885000+00:00


CHAPTER 16

“You look nice ,” I said, gaze roving over Rome. Not a lie. I’d never seen him so dressed up. He

wore a black pinstriped suit, not a wrinkle in sight. His hair was slicked back, and he smelled of rich,

spicy cologne.

Plus, he’d somehow managed to change his features. I didn’t see any hint of makeup or plastic, yet his

nose looked longer, his cheeks sharper, his mouth a bit thinner. Mouthwatering as he appeared, I hadn’t

recognized him when he’d stepped out of the bathroom.

“Thank you. So do you.”

I, at least, wasn’t lying or simply being nice. He truly looked delectable. Me? Not so much. Not next

to him. While he was caviar, I was SPAM in my barely there purple spandex. Seriously, I needed

business cards that said Two Hours—Two Hundred. “So why are we in disguise?”

“Desert Gal has hired people to hunt you down. I don’t want to have to deal with that on top of

everything else. Plus, this is her home turf, which means she already has the advantage. We don’t want to

hand her another one by announcing our presence.”

I sighed in agreement. We were seated inside a plush Bentley—I hadn’t asked where he’d gotten it, I

was just glad it wasn’t a sedan—and were creaking down the highway. He was treating the car like a

beloved virgin, taking things slow and gentle.

My cell rested beside me. There were three messages waiting for my response: one from the pastor

presiding over the ceremony-that-may-never-happen, one from Memory Man—“I had fun with you

yesterday. You’re prettier in person than you are in memory”—and one from Reese the vampire. “Call

me. Please,” he’d said, sounding oddly desperate. “I need to do another test. Just one. That’s all I need.”

This was not the time. For any of them. Talking to the pastor would depress me, talking to Memory

Man would piss me off (I hoped—every time I spoke to him, more of my anger drained, not that I had

much left), and talking to Reese would irritate me. I was tired of being tested. And what did he need to

test me for, anyway?

I wiggled in my seat, trying to force my dress to cover some of my thighs. “Sure you want to be seen

with me?”

One corner of his lips twitched. “Sure. Nervous?”

“No.”

After his shower, we’d left Lexis and Sherridan in the room, but we hadn’t gone directly to the

costume party or whatever. We’d had lunch and yes, I’d been stared at. By everyone. I’d wanted to talk

about things, about us, but Rome had kept things all business. Afterward, we walked the busy city streets

hand in hand. Not to bond, sadly, but so that Rome could show me around. Exit routes, safe zones, hot

spots. That kind of thing.

Now, the sun was setting on the horizon, low and hazy and violet. Mountains swept the landscape on

every side, and they were utterly breathtaking. I’d traveled with my friends a bit as a

teenager—excursions I hadn’t been aware my dad was killing himself to finance—so I’d been to

white-sanded beaches, as well as Aspen to snow ski. This was, by far, my favorite sight.



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