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No stops. No consulting a map. She will find Brenda and there will be nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. No escape.”
    “So you’re saying your mom is like Lisa at a shoe sale looking for the last pair of size-nine stilettos?”
    “Way more dangerous than a shoe sale.” Matt grabbed my shoulders and looked me in the eye, as if that would make me see things his way.
    “You weren’t with Lisa last year at the Black Friday sales.”
    “Faith!”
    “Brenda has to stay in our building. She can sleep on your couch.” I gave him my best “it’s going to be fine” smile. Even though I would much rather send her upstairs to bunk with Hope. And I would if it weren’t for the fact I didn’t trust my sister to not recruit her to the Doing Hope’s Evil Bidding to Skirt the Alpha’s Ban on Hope-Related Mischief cause.
    “Faith, she was the girl I was contracted to marry. You really want her on my couch?”
    “I trust you to do the right thing.” I wrapped my arms around his waist and did my best to swat away the image he’d just put in my mind of the two of them. I was trying to sound like a good, supportive girlfriend, even if he was making that hard for me right now. “You told me yourself that she means nothing to you, so I have no reason to worry.”
    He kissed the top of my head. “It’s much more fun when your partner has a dark and twisted imagination. That doesn’t change the fact that I don’t want to let my ex-girlfriend sleep on my couch. For all we know she could decide to have her wicked way with me one night when I least expect it.”
    Crap. He was being a loving, supportive guy. He was an angelic being, and evil anywhere but the bedroom made him uncomfortable, so I did my best to minimize my bad deeds. Now I was stuck playing the supportive sweetheart to his ex. Sure she was nice, but that didn’t mean I would be opposed to turning her into an ugly lamp while we tried to find a way to deal with the chaos she might have unleashed.
    “Oh please.” I tried to sound completely okay with the situation. I could be a sweet girl when I wanted to be. The problem was it gave me indigestion. “She’s a tiny thing. A strong wind would knock her over. You could protect yourself from her roving hands if she decided to make a play for you. Besides, can two nephilim have a wicked way with each other? Or is it a good, holy, and entirely church-sanctioned procreation?”
    “I really don’t want to contemplate what sex with Brenda would be like, thanks.” He shuddered and then lifted me to sit on the vanity, standing between my knees. “She’s not my type. But even if she was I don’t want you to worry that something’s going on that’s not.”
    “I really doubt she’s going to make a play for you. Not to hurt your ego or anything but I think she’s got more important things than your ass on her mind.”
    “I don’t know.” Matt wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head against mine. “She’s always been persistent. If she were a normal girl we’d call it stalking.”
    “But she’s not normal. None of us are. Besides, she smelled like she was telling the truth. I mean, it’s always hard to tell the first time you meet someone…” I waited for him to confirm that she’d smelled truthful to him as well.
    “I don’t know.” He dropped his head down to rest on my shoulder. “Nephilim don’t smell emotions like you do. If you say she smells like she’s telling the truth, I’ll trust you.”
    “So that means she didn’t come here to stalk you. She came here because she’s alone and desperate. Think about how hard it was for you the first time you set foot in the outside world—and you had been preparing to run. She did it on the spur of the moment. Cut her some slack, huh?”
    “All right.” He nuzzled his head against my neck and I combed my fingers through his hair, trying to comfort him. “But I still don’t like the idea of it just being the two of us alone in that