no one can hear
us. So there’s no reason not to do this.” He licked my neck again, continuing
all the way up to my ear this time. I let out an embarrassing squeal, and then
we both burst out laughing.
Suddenly, we were illuminated in the
bright beam of a flashlight. “Wow, I must have stepped through some sort of
alternate dimension portal when I entered the library,” a woman’s voice said.
“Because in the normal world, I don’t think I’ve ever actually heard you laugh,
Vinnie.”
He let go of me and sat up, his
expression instantly grim as he brushed back his hair. “I thought I told you to
wait outside, Carla.”
“And I didn’t. So sue me. Are you going
to introduce me to your playmate?”
Vincent got up and held out his hand to
me, then hauled me to my feet. “Carla Dombruso, Trevor Dean. Carla’s my
cousin,” he explained. She looked like she’d just stepped off the Jersey shore,
all big hair, big chest, and big jewelry.
I was a bit flustered since she’d walked
in on her cousin licking me, and mumbled, “Nice to meet you,” as I straightened
my clothes.
“Wow, he’s a cute one,” she told
Vincent. “Young, though. You meet him here at the elementary school?” She
flashed him a wide, teasing grin.
“How old are you, Trevor?” he asked me.
“Almost twenty-one.”
“He’s almost twenty-one, Carla.” Vincent
sounded exasperated.
“I was kidding ! Don’t get your
shorts in a bunch, Vinnie, especially right on the heels of me finding out you
actually have a personality!” She brushed back her thick, black hair, then
flung an arm around my shoulders and walked me out of the library, a cloud of
perfume enveloping me. “You, I like,” she said to me. “That one there,” she
tilted her head toward her cousin, who was eyeing her warily, “he’s the most
uptight person in the history of uptight people. Or, he was , until
tonight. I have no idea what’s going on between the two of you, but keep it up,
because I could get used to a Vinnie that actually laughs.”
Her assessment of Vincent surprised me.
Okay, sure, that was exactly how he’d seemed at the party (which now felt like
it was a lifetime ago), but all evening he’d been animated and fairly
talkative. I wondered if it was the danger or me that brought it out in him.
“Alright, boys,” she said, stopping in
the hallway, “we’re going out a window. This place has an antiquated alarm
system and Lenny couldn’t tell which doors it’s wired to, so we decided not to
take any chances. Give me a boost.” She hopped up on a bench in her spike heels
and Vincent hoisted her up to high window before we climbed out after her.
There were five cars and eight people
lined up in front of the school. “So that’s the cavalry, huh?” I asked. It was
kind of a rag-tag group, several of them dressed in pajamas and overcoats. It
was hard to believe they’d somehow chased away the thugs that had been
following us. But then a sixth vehicle pulled up and a bunch of huge guys piled
out and joined the gang on the sidewalk. Okay, now that I could believe.
“Kind of. They’re all my cousins,”
Vincent said. “I texted one of them, by the way, but they travel in
herds.”
“You’ll never believe what I walked in
on!” Carla yelled. “Our boy Vinnie was rolling around and giggling on the floor
of the library with this cute little snack cake! Isn’t that a hoot?”
“I was not giggling,” Vincent insisted.
“Men don’t giggle.”
No one heard his protests. They were too
busy guffawing and making cat-calls, which was super embarrassing but also
pretty funny. I had to grin, even as the color rose in my cheeks.
“So, snack cake, is it serious between
you and our cousin?” someone called. “Or was it just a case of lust in the
library?”
“His name is Trevor.” Vincent said.
Again, no one heard him. They were off
and running on the lust in the library theme, all of them trying to outdo one
another by throwing out
us. So there’s no reason not to do this.” He licked my neck again, continuing
all the way up to my ear this time. I let out an embarrassing squeal, and then
we both burst out laughing.
Suddenly, we were illuminated in the
bright beam of a flashlight. “Wow, I must have stepped through some sort of
alternate dimension portal when I entered the library,” a woman’s voice said.
“Because in the normal world, I don’t think I’ve ever actually heard you laugh,
Vinnie.”
He let go of me and sat up, his
expression instantly grim as he brushed back his hair. “I thought I told you to
wait outside, Carla.”
“And I didn’t. So sue me. Are you going
to introduce me to your playmate?”
Vincent got up and held out his hand to
me, then hauled me to my feet. “Carla Dombruso, Trevor Dean. Carla’s my
cousin,” he explained. She looked like she’d just stepped off the Jersey shore,
all big hair, big chest, and big jewelry.
I was a bit flustered since she’d walked
in on her cousin licking me, and mumbled, “Nice to meet you,” as I straightened
my clothes.
“Wow, he’s a cute one,” she told
Vincent. “Young, though. You meet him here at the elementary school?” She
flashed him a wide, teasing grin.
“How old are you, Trevor?” he asked me.
“Almost twenty-one.”
“He’s almost twenty-one, Carla.” Vincent
sounded exasperated.
“I was kidding ! Don’t get your
shorts in a bunch, Vinnie, especially right on the heels of me finding out you
actually have a personality!” She brushed back her thick, black hair, then
flung an arm around my shoulders and walked me out of the library, a cloud of
perfume enveloping me. “You, I like,” she said to me. “That one there,” she
tilted her head toward her cousin, who was eyeing her warily, “he’s the most
uptight person in the history of uptight people. Or, he was , until
tonight. I have no idea what’s going on between the two of you, but keep it up,
because I could get used to a Vinnie that actually laughs.”
Her assessment of Vincent surprised me.
Okay, sure, that was exactly how he’d seemed at the party (which now felt like
it was a lifetime ago), but all evening he’d been animated and fairly
talkative. I wondered if it was the danger or me that brought it out in him.
“Alright, boys,” she said, stopping in
the hallway, “we’re going out a window. This place has an antiquated alarm
system and Lenny couldn’t tell which doors it’s wired to, so we decided not to
take any chances. Give me a boost.” She hopped up on a bench in her spike heels
and Vincent hoisted her up to high window before we climbed out after her.
There were five cars and eight people
lined up in front of the school. “So that’s the cavalry, huh?” I asked. It was
kind of a rag-tag group, several of them dressed in pajamas and overcoats. It
was hard to believe they’d somehow chased away the thugs that had been
following us. But then a sixth vehicle pulled up and a bunch of huge guys piled
out and joined the gang on the sidewalk. Okay, now that I could believe.
“Kind of. They’re all my cousins,”
Vincent said. “I texted one of them, by the way, but they travel in
herds.”
“You’ll never believe what I walked in
on!” Carla yelled. “Our boy Vinnie was rolling around and giggling on the floor
of the library with this cute little snack cake! Isn’t that a hoot?”
“I was not giggling,” Vincent insisted.
“Men don’t giggle.”
No one heard his protests. They were too
busy guffawing and making cat-calls, which was super embarrassing but also
pretty funny. I had to grin, even as the color rose in my cheeks.
“So, snack cake, is it serious between
you and our cousin?” someone called. “Or was it just a case of lust in the
library?”
“His name is Trevor.” Vincent said.
Again, no one heard him. They were off
and running on the lust in the library theme, all of them trying to outdo one
another by throwing out
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