Something Wicked This Way Comes by Amy Rae Durreson

Author:Amy Rae Durreson [Durreson, Amy Rae]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: horror
ISBN: 978-1-64405-335-5
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2019-07-19T05:00:00+00:00

LATER, WE stumbled out into the softening evening light, warm and flushed with laughter and a little wine. Neither of us had drunk heavily—I was planning to drive us back, and Niall had informed me flatly that he had overindulged last year, for most of the year, and had no desire to do so again.

That had made my heart ache, and we had stopped at half a glass for me and two for him. It had put him in an expansive, affectionate mood, and he flung an easy arm across my shoulder and pulled me close as we made our way back to the van.

Nobody seemed to be watching, but I wondered how he managed it out here. I’d already seen how little concept of privacy there was in the village. How did being out impact his day-to-day life? Or was he so gruff and tough that people didn’t care? What had it been like for Anton?

“Do you know the way?” Niall demanded, leaning into the crook of my neck.

“You’ve got satnav.”

“Satnav’s the devil,” he declared and kissed me when I laughed. I returned the kiss happily, but pulled away when his hands began to burrow under my shirt.

“Home first, birthday boy. In the van with you.”

He went with a wordless grumble. When I climbed in the other side, he was eyeing me warmly, but all he said was, “Can you even drive something this big?”

“Smaller than a minibus, and I drive those to matches all the time,” I said. “Do your seat belt up.”

“I like how competent you are,” he said happily. “It’s cute. You’re cute.”

“You’re a lightweight,” I told him but ruined my attempt at a stern tone by kissing his cheek. “Home we go, then. Tell me if I accidentally start heading for Edinburgh.”

“Edinburgh’s shit in summer. Too many people. Fucking tourists.”

I grinned but didn’t look at him. The road was alarming enough with my full attention on it. “Thought that was what you were doing tonight.”

“Well, if you’re offering.” His voice had gone husky.

“If you’re sober when we get home.”

“I’m not far off now.” His tone shifted, going dreamy. “Nice, that. Only having enough that you know you could snap out of it. More… it makes you forget, but only until you sober up again.”

My heart caught in my throat.

“But this is nice,” he murmured. “Nice to have something to look forward to.”

“Yeah?” I said softly, but he didn’t seem to hear me.

I got us through Hawick and onto the even more alarming B road on the other side. Here the hills rose up again, a hint of brown amongst the green and purple even in high summer. Round stone sheepfolds and occasional farmhouses were the only signs of human habitation. The sun was just beginning to drop a little in the sky, and the low light washed the whole scene with gold, making the distant peaks shimmer against the blue expanse of the cloudless sky. It was miles before we saw another car, waiting for us patiently at the next passing point.

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