Undeniably Chosen by Shelly Crane

Author:Shelly Crane [Crane, Shelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult, Fantasy, Romance
Amazon: B00VFCVYAW
Barnesnoble: B00VFCVYAW
Goodreads: 19108154
Publisher: Shelly Crane
Published: 2015-03-30T04:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

Seth kicked his boots off at the top of the hallway. It turned into carpet near our bedrooms and he didn’t want to get anything on it, he said. I did the same, just in case, looking down, mourning my ruined Chucks that Seth had so lovingly made special.

“Aw, I’m sorry, sweetheart.”

I tried to shrug. “They’re just shoes, right? Do you want to take a shower?” I asked.

“No,” he sighed, “I don’t think I could make it through it.”

When we got into my room, I realized that Seth had gotten another jacket from somewhere. It was sooty and dirty, too. He took it off, going into the bathroom and laying it across the sink. I followed him in and he reached for my jacket before I could even try. I let him and when the jacket left my body, a huge whoosh left my lips at how much lighter I was. He gave me a small smile.

Turning to get a washcloth from the cabinet was my first look at myself. I stopped. It was hard to breathe and process and think…

Seth was dirty and sooty and exhausted…but so was I.

I had soot on my cheek and my neck. My pants and shirt were ruined from crawling through the building. My chest had scratch marks on it that I could only imagine were from me when I was freaking out about Seth coming across the ladder. My hair was all over the place. My eyes were so red from smoke, from crying…

I looked like a horror film’s leading lady.

And then I looked over at Seth to ask him why he hadn’t said anything, or why he thought my parents hadn’t said anything—I mean I probably ruined the stupid sofa and their clothes—but he was looking at me like there was nothing in the world he’d rather be doing than standing in a bathroom with me, cleaning up, getting ready for bed, knowing that our touch would carry us to sleep, and that we’d wake up, withdrawal free to start a new day together. A day that we would always cherish because we had survived.

And I guessed my stupid soot face didn’t matter that much anymore. A tear escaped, but I still turned to get the washcloth.

“Ava, here’s the tea, and I added a couple turkey sandwiches, just in case,” Mom called. “Also, I put a stack of clean clothes out here of your Dad’s for Seth—sleep clothes and clothes for tomorrow, okay?”

“Thanks, Mom,” I called back through the open door, but wet the cloth and didn’t look out for her.

When it warmed, I wrung it out and looked up at him. He wiped the tear from my cheek, but smiled and I knew it just smudged the dirt there. I pushed his stomach until he sat on the edge of the tub and then bunched it in my fingers before rubbing the cloth across his forehead. He sighed so loudly. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes, opening his knees for me and tugging me in between them with his hands on the backs of my thighs.

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