Page 111 of Hide and Keep

Yep, that did it. The mere mention of Eighmey pissed her right the fuck off, just like I wanted it to. I prefer Ever angry. At least then I know what to expect. It’s when she’s nice that she slips past my guard.

She tries reaching in the backseat, but I block her arm with mine.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?”

“Getting my hairspray.”

“You can’t spray that in here.”

“I’ll roll down the window.”

Another attempt.

Another block.

She’s pissed off and probably wants to slap me. I’ve been hit by her enough times to know she’ll use anything as a weapon, even hairspray.

“Stop. I’m fucking driving,” I tell her when she tries a third time with no luck.

“What’s wrong? Scared you won’t get away with vehicular manslaughter twice?”

I roll down her window, letting the wind have at her hair, and not just one piece, butallthe pieces.

Fuck you.

Fuck you.

Fuck you.

“Are you shitting me?” she screeches, her head in her hands as she bends at the waist, her chest to her knees.

The second the window’s back up, she bolts upright to examine the rat’s nest that’s now on her head.

My lungs pause their malfunctioning to release a laugh.

I take it back. People like Ever Munreaux do have embarrassing moments.

“You’re fixing this,” she announces once we’re parked.

“I don’t know how to do hair. I’ll probably only make it worse.”

She doesn’t say a word, just continues staring at me expectantly, so I get her bag and climb out, muttering curses as I go. No more pranks. Everything I do to her bites me in the ass and I wind up having to take care of her afterward.

After opening her door, I have her sit on the Sapphire’s hood.

She digs through her shit until she finds her earbuds and a green rock.

“What’s that one?”

“Jade. For luck.”

“I think I need that more than you,” I tell her honestly.

This is going to be a disaster. I don’t even style my own hair.

I don’t have hair to style. I buzz it for that very reason.

With a smirk, Ever slips the heavy stone into my front pocket, making a noticeable bulge in my pants. From the jade, not from my cock.

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