“Let’s go,” Jie groaned, shoving the front door wide. After three years the spyglass had magically opened again. Clack-clack-clack, thwump! Clack-clack-clack, thwump! A laugh broke through my lips. But I quickened my stride, and just as I reached the door, I tried shutting the spyglass.

“So?” Then a bored yawn cracked through her jaw. It was even more tarnished than three years ago, but it had opened. I crossed the hall and tried tugging it again. “Yeah,” I murmured, and as I eased off the final step, my gaze dropped back to the spyglass.

She slunk from a shadow beside the front door. Hard.īut then Jie’s voice slapped into my skull. With a growl I tugged at the spyglass-not because I expected it to open but because I had pulled it from my pocket and didn’t know what else to do with it. “Goddammit.” Because why couldn’t I be the one for Eleanor? Why did I have to be in love with a girl leagues above me and miles more deserving? “Goddammit.” The word whispered off my tongue as I stared at the spyglass. Hell, I might die now, just thinking about it. Breathless and so hungry, I thought I would die from the inside out if she ever stopped kissing me. Pushed me even further.Īnd God, that kiss beneath the streetlamp-it had left me dizzy from wanting her.

And, the truth was, Eleanor had pushed me even harder. She had pushed me in ways I hadn’t been pushed since. Actually, there was a new hole in my heart-a bigger, blacker hole than Cassidy had ever left behind.īecause I wanted to go back to Eleanor. And yes, the more I dug at the old wound, the more I realized it didn’t sting anymore. Maybe I’d finally let Cassidy Cochran go. Not until right now had my old best friend and other half flickered through my mind.

A Dawn Most Wicked by Susan Dennard