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335 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published March 8, 2012
"I introduced him to my parents, Edie. I thought he was the one."
I didn't know what to say. I didn't think I'd ever felt like that. I'd stood on the edge of The Oneness before, and maybe peeked into the valley below, but I'd never made the final jump. I'd learned that if you thought of people as disposable, it hurt less when they disposed of you.
Asher met me at the door, looking like the Asher I knew best. Olive skin, dark hair, dark brown eyes. He took one look at me, and then past me at Gina, still slumped over in my passenger seat. "You want to put her in a spare room, or a spare bathroom?"
"Someplace with a lot of tile."
He followed me out to my car, and we retrieved her. Gina kept murmuring things that sounded sad, while Asher helped me help her down his entry hall. We made it up the stairs together, and I arranged her inside a claw-foot tub while Asher went to get extra towels. I sat on the toilet beside her, petting her hair, and Asher returned to lean against the wall.
"Do I want to know what happened?"
"Girl meets were-bear, girl falls for were-bear, were-bear says if you love me you'll let me bite you, girls says good-bye." I wished I had an IV start kit and a banana bag--IV fluids with vitamins and minerals--right about then. We could've set her impending hangover straight in no time.
Asher's eyebrows rose high up his forehead. "I meant at your house."
Floor Y4 catered to the supernatural creatures that no one else knew about: werecreatures in their mortal phases, the daytime servants of the vampires, the sanctioned donors of the vampires, and shapeshifters that occasionally went insane. And sometimes zombies, whom nurses occasionally dated, with poor outcomes. At the thought of my now twice-dead love life, my urge to make small talk chilled.
I’d just pledged my help to a teenage-looking but hundred-year-old vampire whom I knew had a temper and a half. There was no way this could end badly, right?
“Can your friend in the friend zone make a friendly suggestion?”
“Certainly.”
“This time. For real. Get the fuck out of town.”
I bit my lip and looked at the hardwood floor. “I still need my job to protect Jake, Asher.”
“He looked pretty clean to me.”
“Yeah, he’s good at that.”
I put my hands up to my head and ran them through my hair. “There’s just never any guarantee it will last.”
“You know, some people who knew you might say your life was worth a little more than his.”
I lifted my head up and glared at him. “Asher—”
“You’re a nurse, you help people, you give back to the community—you pay taxes. What does he do?”
“He’s my brother—” I protested.
“A lot of people start off life with siblings. But when you die, you die alone.”
I inhaled and exhaled a few times. “I’m not ready to give up on him yet.”
“I bet. It’s fun feeling needed, until it gets you killed.”
I thought about asking him for inappropriate things— then briefly remembered the naked men I’d just seen and Gideon’s parts at home. I really didn’t need any more random genitalia in my life, and Gina and I needed to go.
“Let me get this straight. You were dating a were . . . bear?”
She nodded sorrowfully, her face cradled against the side of the porcelain bowl. “I have to ask. Were there any brightly colored insignias on his chest? Like a rainbow, or an ice cream cone?”
“What?” she said, peering up. “You know. Like a Care Bear.”
“Fuck you, Edie.” She closed her eyes, like that would make me disappear.
“I’m just saying that if I were dating a were- bear, I would carefully check him over for any lame tattoos. Like of candy canes. Or sunshine.”
“Fuck you and fucking were-bears.” She snorted.