“Now see what you made me do.” I eased off the brake. Ahead, Dad’s truck was nowhere in sight.
“Sorry about that,” Echo said, but he didn’t sound or look it. He reached out and lifted the hair on my right shoulder.
I swatted at his hand. “Stop that.”
“Can’t help it.” He planted a kiss on my neck. The car swayed as I momentarily lost control.
“I’m serious. Quit messing with me, Echo.”
“You smell amazing.” He trailed kisses up my neck to my ear and inhaled.
The sensations that invaded my body were downright frightening. Not even Eirik had ever made me feel like this. If I could forget Echo was a lunatic and I was losing my mind, I would have enjoyed the sensation.
I reached up and tried to push his head away, but it was like moving a boulder. Worse, my hand sunk into his hair. It was silky, and for one brief moment, I wanted to run my fingers through it, maybe hold his head in place and savor the moment.
He bit my ear. I squealed and, once again, lost control of the car. “Dang it, Echo. We could get into an accident.”
“But we self-heal.”
I self-healed, too? Nice. No, not nice. I refused to start buying into his crazy assumptions. “I could hurt someone.”
“There’re just Mortals. If it’s their time to go, it’s their time to go. No force of nature can stop that. No, that’s not true. Norns could. You look breathtaking this morning. Love that shade of red on you. Very vampy. What is it you once told me? Red gives you the extra oomph when you are having a shitty day.”
The only person who knew that was Raine. “Who told you that?”
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