direction.
“What are you thinking? Are you crazy?” I
said, closing the door.
“You didn’t have to be rude.”
“Mila, I’m risking our asses here trying to
help you. Pulling stupid stunts like this is going to ruin everything. What if
it was Mrs Ploit at the door? What if it was your uncle? Think, Mila! Don’t
ruin Gabriel’s life or your own. Give me time to figure something out. Eli —”
“You told Eli? Ruby, what were you thinking?”
Mila jumped off the bed and began pacing
the room, biting nervously at her fingernails.
“It’s okay, Mila, we can trust him,” I
assured her.
“Trust him? He works for my uncle; he
recently spent a few months with the higher power, he —”
“Your uncle was the one who started this.
He gave you clearance to go on a date with Gabriel. He made no effort to
prevent this situation, so relax,” I interrupted, frustration lacing my tone.
“What if Eli rats us out?”
“He won’t.”
“How do you know?”
“Eli brought me back from being a vampire
when he could have killed me; he saved me when Hank attacked our cabin, he
risked his own life to save mine, he killed a fellow guardian angel for me … He
wouldn’t rat us out, I know him.”
“That was when you guys were bonded, when he
was your guardian angel. That was his duty, what’s stopping him now?”
I knew what was stopping him; he cared
about me. If he reported it, I would get in trouble for knowing and not
reporting it. If anything happened to Gabriel, it would destroy Mila, and in
turn, destroy me. No matter what he did, it would link back to me and I know he
didn’t want that. I wanted to tell her all of this, but I couldn’t. The timing
was too risky.
“… Nothing.”
The Best Laid Plans…
“You look fine.” Mila sighed whilst
flicking through a Vogue magazine, not sparing a glance in my direction.
I was standing in front of the mirror analyzing
my outfit. The short red dress I got from Camilla and Aunt Jen for my birthday
looked fantastic against my finally tan skin. The heels I chose to wear were
much smaller, only an inch or two off the ground. I didn’t want to roll my
ankle again.
“Why are you getting so dressed up? I
thought you didn’t care about dinner.”
“I do care.”
It was only dinner with Hunter, but I still
wanted to look nice. It had been years since I’ve eaten at a restaurant and I
wanted my return to be special.
“It’s just been a while since I’ve eaten at
a restaurant.”
“Oh, I forgot.”
Hunter knocked gently.
“Are you ready?” he asked softly through
the cheap wood of the door.
His voice was as sweet as honey, yet mixed
with caution, as if he was expecting me to cancel. I opened the door, ready to
exit, but stopped in shock and confusion. Eli and Hunter were standing in front
of me. Eli (standing a meter behind Hunter) was dressed in his guardian all
black army-like uniform, arms crossed, looking unbelievably sexy.
“They match your dress,” Hunter said as he
handed me a bunch of deep red roses.
I took my eyes from Eli and placed them on
Hunter.
“Thank you, they’re beautiful. Sorry. Um,
what’s going on?”
“We need a guardian escort to town and the
school provided us with your lovely ex-guardian angel,” Hunter explained,
gesturing towards Eli.
Hunter’s voice was polite and friendly but
his face expressed the same awkward expression mine did. I couldn’t help but
wonder if the universe was playing a sick joke on me. It was going to be even
harder to convince Eli that Hunter and I weren’t together now.
“Now that I’m back, the school thinks it
would be a good idea to start with small guardian tasks.”
“Oh. I forgot my handbag, excuse me,” I
said, retreating back to the safety of my room.
“What’s wrong?” Mila asked, as the door
clicked behind me.
“Eli is escorting us to dinner.”
Mila’s mouth dropped open. “It’s like a
cheesy sitcom.”
“I don’t know why they bother with