The Bridge (29 page)
“Hey, let me see your pretty blush.” Bryce covered Everett’s hands with his own and pulled them away. Everett ducked his head, and Bryce kissed his nose. “You look so boyish without your hair in the way.”
“We’re here to watch the sunset, not make perverted jokes.” Everett laid his head on Bryce’s shoulder and soaked in the purple and pink sky.
Bryce ran his hand up and down Everett’s arm. “My dad also texted that Mrs. Lars’s innocent act is working. There’s not enough evidence to charge her.”
“Bullshit. She has the mark of Zhell on her wrist. She didn’t show up to the battle either. Her dogs had a duty to report.”
“Shhh.” Bryce rubbed Everett’s hip. “The Order will keep an eye on her from now on. They know something’s fishy about her.”
“Good.”
“Sunny and her gang are technically arrested. The demons agreed to hand them over when they’re found.”
In the four weeks that had passed since the battle ended, the Order had traveled to In Between and made a pact. It wasn’t anything huge or noteworthy. The demons officially surrendered to the witches and promised to stay peaceful. There wasn’t any talk about future Wardens who may attempt to swarm Earth, but it would be decades until another was old enough to try.
Everett chuckled. “The demons are a lot nicer than we thought.”
“Oh… you know. They’re just sucking up to us until they get another Warden. Then we’ll have another group of idiots try to unleash hell.” Bryce pulled Everett onto his lap. “But I’m going to unleash hell right here. Right now.”
“Lame.” But Everett laughed.
Bryce kissed him hard—with a lot of tongue. He could be very convincing when he moved his tongue in the crazy way Everett found irresistible.
“I love kissing you,” Everett said, moving to lie on top of Bryce.
He slid his hands up Bryce’s chest, feeling Bryce’s quickened heart. It beat for both of them.
Tomorrow morning he would wake up for his first lesson with Omar, and Bryce would be on a plane headed to Hawaii for a hybrid boot camp. Bryce was still growing into his paranormal nature and had difficulty keeping his gray skin under disguise. So he was off to Hawaii where Ann—who just so happened to be a hybrid witch—would teach him control.
For now, Everett was to refrain from any spell casting that stole energy from anyone other than Buzz. Stealing energy unknowingly was one thing. Knowing he was stealing energy was a breach of the witching moral code.
“We should explore the woods sometime,” Bryce said around Everett’s kisses.
Everett pulled back and looked heavenward as he jokingly said, “Because we survived Zhell so we can survive the unknown?”
Bryce pulled Everett’s head down and dragged his lips over Everett’s closed mouth. He murmured, “We can be pioneers of a new age. What if there are paranormal creatures waiting to befriend us?”
“We have scouts for that. One of them moved into my childhood house last month.”
“Just think about it. We could start something new.”
“Wishful thinking,” Everett murmured against Bryce’s lips. “But I like it.”
They kissed until the sun was nearly past the horizon. The sun disappeared, and then they pressed their lips together once again.
RACHEL LOU
discovered her love for writing when she wrote her first story on a sheet of cheap printer paper: “Once upon a time there was a boy named Bob. He lived in a tower. The End.” She posted her writing online for six years, uncertain if she could make the move to publication. When she did make the move, she had a celebratory dinner at a steakhouse and spent the rest of her night cutting through enemy mobs on Guild Wars 2. The next morning she resumed work on her research essay; in between writing fiction and playing video games, she works toward earning her bachelor’s degree in Business Administration.
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The Bridge
© 2016 Rachel Lou.
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ISBN: 978-1-63476-882-5
Digital ISBN: 978-1-63476-883-2
Library of Congress Control Number: 2015916314
Published June 2016
v. 1.0
Printed in the United States of America
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