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her to go to work?”
    “She wouldn’t like it very much if I tried to stop her.”
    “Rhane.” York shook his head. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you avoid anything so desperately.”
    Closing the steel box, Rhane stood up and rubbed his hands across his face. “I know. There’s just so much history between us. I really don’t know where to start. The last time we talked about things, she bailed on me. I don’t want to scare her away again.”
    York blinked. “First of all, your timing wasn’t all that great the last time. Actually, it was crap. You waited until precisely the last minute to sign a confession when Gabriel, her dad, and the cops were all converging. Of all the previous opportunities you had for full disclosure, you picked that moment to say, ‘You’re a siren. Dozens of small children have died so you could be reincarnated. I’m immortal. You’re a suspected murderer. I’m definitely a murderer. We both have death sentences hanging over our heads. Oh, and we’ll be executed if we ever set foot on my homeland.’” Intentionally omitting any mention of Rhaven’s death, York paused for effect. “Dude, if she didn’t go screaming for the hills then, I don’t think there’s much else that could scare her away.”
    Rhane didn’t bother to hide a grim half-smile at York’s breakdown of events. “It sounds different when you put it that way.” Jumping down from the tail bed, he landed lightly next to York. “You’re right. I’ll talk to her.”
    “When?”
    Rhane scowled.
    “What?” York shrugged his shoulders innocently. “Commit to this. Then the both of you can move on to the next crisis.”
    “Pretend I’m you. Commitment gives me a rash.”
    Caught off-guard by the quip, a short burst of laughter escaped from York’s lips. “Yeah well, guilt makes you a cripple.” He winced. That wasn’t the best comeback. It was like joking with a chronically depressed clown about suicide.
    Rhane leaned back against the pickup, his expression growing distant. “Have you told War and the others?”
    Frowning, York turned his head. He almost didn’t want to validate such a stupid question by answering. “I wouldn’t do that,” he finally said.
    Rhane had noticed the heat in York’s reply but ignored it. “Sometimes I think it’d be easier if you did. At least then they’ll stop thinking I’m a hero. And she believes I’m some sort of martyr.”
    York sighed. At times he forgot he was the only one who knew about the commander and legion of soldiers Rhane had killed to protect Kali. Their kid had died in the same fight. Rhane deserved credit for making that admission to Kali, but she was still missing some of the context. And in this instance, context was everything. But her knowing wasn’t the same as War, Orrin, and Rion understanding the truth. Tough thing to find out the guy who raised you was actually the one who made you an orphan in the first place. Well technically, Rhane only finished the job of making them orphans by killing their sires for standing against him. Not a huge saving point, considering his beloved siren was accused of killing their dams. Looking at things that way, Rhane and Kalista were a pretty well-matched couple.
    “You’re gonna have to tell them someday. I think they’ll understand.”
    “Yeah,” Rhane muttered.
    Kalista strolled over with a purple messenger bag thrown across her shoulder. “Hi!” She’d called to both of them, but anyone could see her eyes were only for one guy.
    The grin that filled Rhane’s face turned him into a different person. “Hi.” He smiled down at her like she was the prettiest thing on the planet. York couldn’t blame him for it. The skinny jeans Kali wore made her butt look amazing.
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    Rhane parked in front of Ridge Creek High School, feeling a little weird about using the parent drop-off.  Kalista kissed him goodbye and hopped out. Then she turned around uncertainly. He waited. She rarely needed