go.â
It was hard to take her eyes off her ex, who stood there doing a tonsil check on another girl, especially since Cara knew the kiss was more to hurt her than out of any real affection.
âHe is an ass,â Duncan muttered as he guided Cara off the rocks and back toward the grass, out of sight of Luke and his friends. Cara curled into his arm, not really caring where Duncan took her, just that he got her away.
âHe was showing off,â she muttered.
âErgo, an ass,â Duncan replied. When theyâd walked out of line of sight of the beach, he paused and turned her to look at him.
âYou donât need that kind of ego in your life.â
She snorted. âIâd rather have an ego than have nothing,â she whispered. All the pain sheâd been trying to get passedâhell, that she thought she was passedâbubbled to the surface.
Dammit.
She hated being like this. She hated being so wishy-washy and whiny. She wanted to kick her own ass.
âNo. No, youâre not allowed to think that way.â He tipped her chin up, his finger warm against her skin. âYou will find that person whoâs destined to be with you. Heâs out there. I promise.â
âOh yeah? When? When Iâm old and crotchety?â Cara pulled away.
Duncan sighed. âYouâll find him when youâre supposed to.â
âAgainâwhen?â Cara put her hands on her hips. âI swear, every damn person around me is happy and in love and getting married and all that crap. And here I am, stuck. I canât find anyone who wants to be with me, I canât even leave this damn island! Iâm stuck here!â She dropped to the ground and started to cry, the emotions such a jumble.
It wasnât even that much over Luke. It was over, well, everything. The tears fell and she didnât bother wiping them away. She fisted the grass and pulled it up by the roots, making a dark patch on the ground.
At least for a few seconds.
Then Avalonâs magic started and the grass grew back in just a moment.
If only it was that simpleâ¦
âSee, everything comes back,â Duncan said as he sat next to her.
âI donât know that I want him to come back,â Cara muttered, not looking at Duncan. She couldnât help but feel the warmth of his close proximity, and she liked it. Made her feel at least a little bit better.
âHeâs not,â Duncan said.
âAnd how do you know?â
âHe would have come back by now.â He leaned into her a little, his shoulder brushing hers.
She snorted. âI appreciate you trying to make me feel better. Itâs just frustrating. Especially when I thought I was fine, that Iâd gotten past this. And now itâs just bringing up more and more emotions, more and more reasons to just want to run away and leave the island, but I canât. Iâm stuck here. And I know everyone here and I canât leave, so Iâll never find anyone to be with. Ever. Because Iâm stuck here.â She groaned and pounded her fists on the grass again.
âYou will too, I promise.â
âYou sound like my mother. Shut up.â
He sighed as he pulled out his wand. âHere.â He took her hand.
âWhat are you doing?â
âIâm reading your palm,â he said, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Not obvious to her, but anywayâ¦
He tapped the tip of his wand against her palm. Shivers ran through Cara as the green magic glistened on her skin, making her flesh look incredibly white.
âOh wow, it tickles,â Cara said as Duncan put away his wand.
He took her hand in both of his, and Cara marveled for a moment how much larger his were than hers. His thumbs ran over her skin. The delicate caress gave Cara a shiver, and not the tickly kind.
Her cheeks warmed, and while she wanted to look away, she remained mesmerized by his hand stroking