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“How can I avoid them? They find me. If they want to take me over …”
Poe covered one of her hands with his briefly and then stood. “Dune’s right, Hallie. We’re going to get answers. I will figure out what got you in this position, and then I’ll learn how to reverse it.”
He left the kitchen, and Hallie and I stared at each other through silence.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“No. It’s just a matter of time before it happens again. What if I don’t get out next time?”
I pulled her into my arms, rested my chin on top of her head. “You will.”
I wanted to believe it, but things were happening too fast. The truths about the Infinityglass came slowly at first, but now the terrible possibilities were tumbling toward us in a rush.
At what I feared was the end of the story.
Chapter 19
Hallie
Dune sat at my desk, scrolling and clicking.
We’d sent the Hourglass contingent out to sightsee. I’d spent the day staring at my TV and tried to lose myself in a Supernatural marathon, but I was too stressed out to enjoy the eye candy. Finally, I clicked the remote and stood.
“Off.” I closed the lid of his laptop, barely missing his fingers, and sending empty Jolly Rancher candy wrappers skittering to the floor. “All you’ve done is stare at that damn computer all day.”
He raised a brow. “Just trying to find answers.”
I dropped onto the bed. “Sit with me.”
He didn’t touch me when he did. I took it metaphorically.
“We aren’t going to do this, Dune.” I gestured to the empty space. “You’re removing yourself from the situation, and removing yourself from me.”
“This isn’t about distance. It’s about giving you room to breathe. Giving me time to research.”
“I want us in the same airspace right now, okay? I need it.”
Dune’s arms were around me in a second. “I need it, too.”
Relief eased my tension before his mouth on mine ratcheted it up again—gentle, insistent—not enough.
I wrapped my arms around his waist and pressed my body to his. Closing my eyes, I teased his mouth open to deepen the kiss. He tasted like candy. “Forgiven.”
“I’m still sorry. I didn’t think circling the same thing over and over again in conversation would be good for us, and I didn’t have any new answers.”
“I understand, but I don’t want to lose time with you now. What if I can’t get it back later?”
His thumb smoothed over my forehead and down my temple. “We’re going to figure out how to stop the rips from taking over.”
This was the capable Dune, the one everyone looked to for ideas and support. Totally solid, completely dependable. He thought he was nothing more than the strength behind the scenes. “As much as I’ve tried to avoid being trapped in one place my whole life, now I don’t want to move from this spot. I keep thinking, Can they find me here? Am I safe here?”
“You’re as safe as I can make you.”
“I know.” Even though I hadn’t shed a tear, I felt like I’d been crying for days. Raw, achy, and emotionally spent.
“I want to make you happy,” he murmured into my hair. “Tell me how.”
I whispered in his ear.
Dune pulled away so he could look into my eyes.
“I could disappear,” I said. “Not exist, except as a full-time playground for dead people. I know the timing sucks, but right now is all we have.”
“No, it’s not, Hal. I’ll make sure of it.”
“You’ll try. But you can’t guarantee it, and I don’t want to lose one more second. Do you?”
Instead of answering, he shut the bedroom door.
He hadn’t fallen asleep until dawn, and even then he’d only slept in snatches. This time, I was the one who watched him take every breath. When my phone rang, I picked it up to silence it, figuring it was Dad checking in.
My heart stopped cold when I saw the name on the caller ID.
I shook Dune awake and answered.
“Hello, Mother.”
She sounded cool and well rested. Wherever she’d been for the past few weeks, the living hadn’t been hard.
“Where have you been?” I asked, keeping my tone as bored as I could manage. “We thought you were dead.”
“Don’t you mean hoped?”
“What do you think?”
Dune sat up beside me. The word backup had never meant so much. My mother’s lack of response gave me a petty amount of pleasure. Today, I’d take pleasure wherever I could get it.
“Why are you calling?” I leaned back into Dune’s chest. “I know you want something. You always do.”