She turned, a faint flush on her cheeks, and tugged her short jacket closer, as if cold. Hi, I said, wondering about the sudden flash of guilt that crossed her face. Ivy knew I didnt care how or when she took care of business. And by looking at her swift reactions I knew she had. It was pretty obvious, in hindsight, what with my leaving, her and Glenn here, and then coming back to an empty church. I was glad they got along so well. It made living with her easier.
Hi, she echoed, giving Jenks a sharp look to shut up before she picked up a glass of orange juice. Is that it? she said, the glass almost to her lips.
Her eyes were on the tuft showing above the neck of my T-shirt, and I pushed myself into motion.
Part of it, Jenks said as he rose up off the brandy snifter. Most of its on her neck.
Gathering my wet hair, I turned my back to her and tugged my hair clear of the tattoo. See? I said, head down as I looked at the amulets out on the counter, still waiting for Marshal to come over to invoke them. Id wanted them done and out by now, but Wayde and David had sort of blown my night for me, and Marshal was on a human clock. What do you think?
I heard her steps come close, and then her soft touch on my skin. It looks red, she said, and I stifled a shiver. Did it hurt?
She passed out! Jenks said, and I grimaced. But then I froze, the scent of honey and gold lifting from her like a memory. Id smelled it before on Glenn. My neck tingled, and suddenly, I realized why Ivy was acting funny. Honey and gold and Old Spice. It all added up to one thing.
I spun, dropping my hair and staring at Ivy. She flushed and took a step back. You . . . I said as my hair fell into place, and she took a deep breath and turned away. Holy crap. Ivy, Glenn, and Daryl?
But by Ivys discomfort, I knew I was right. The nymph was probably used to threesomes, being a nymph. And threesomes were common in vamp society where a savage vampire might use another person to help even things out or act like a spotter of sorts to make sure everyone made it out alive. Glenn, though . . . This was a surprise.
I couldnt help my smile. Jenks hovered between us, trying to figure out why I was almost laughing and Ivy was avoiding my eye. But what Ivy did was Ivys business.
Um, its okay, I said, hoping Jenks thought I was talking about having passed out, not that Ivy had moved her relationships with Daryl and Glenn to a new level. Holy crap, what was I going to say to Glenn the next time I saw him? But I suppose if I could survive the embarrassment of Ivy and Jenks seeing my tongue halfway down Trents throat, Glenn would survive my knowing that he and my roommate were exploring their options with a nymph.
Her back to me, Ivy looked out the window. Jenks finally landed on the counter, looking from one of us to the other. Hey, uh, what am I missing?
Nothing, I said, touching Ivys elbow to make her look at me. Is everything okay?
Blinking fast, she tried to smile. Yes, she said, that same guilty look crossing her face. It was comfortable.
I gave her elbow a quick squeeze and let go. Good, I said, hoping she knew I was okay with this. Im glad.
And I was. Ivy and I had come to terms with the fact that there was never going to be anything between us other than an ironclad friendship. Ivy making ties outside me was a good thing. It was what we both wanted, and I was proud of her for moving on. And yet . . . even though I didnt want blood or sex with Ivy, much less a threesome with two of my colleagues, I couldnt help but feel ditched. Both Ivy and Jenks were moving on with their lives, and I wasnt. I was alone. Again. Right when I thought Id finally gotten everything together.
Comfortable? Jenkss features concentrated as he figured it out. With a burst of gold dust, he shot up into the air. Tinks diaphragm! he shouted, waving his arms as he figured it out. I dont want to know. Oh my God! Ivy! Youre worse than Rache!
Ivy leaned against the counter and crossed her ankles. You want to can it, Jenks? Put it on a shelf for later?
No! the pixy exclaimed. I want to burn it out of my brain! Is Glenn all right?
My back to them, I poured myself a cup of coffee. Jeez, Jenks. It was just a little threesome. Grow up. Its what vampires and nymphs do. Glenn can handle himself. Hes a big boy.
Hed have to be! Jenks shrilled as I turned.
He is, Ivy said, a weird half smile on her face as she held her glass of orange juice and stared off into space.
Shut up! Just shut up! Jenks yelled, and I chuckled.
The front doorbell rang, and I straightened, my untasted coffee in my hand. Great. Now Jenkss kids would be up again. But before I could move, Jenks was headed for the hallway. Thank God, he muttered, a blue dust sifting from him and looking like a weird sunbeam on the floor. Ill get it.
Its probably Marshal, I called after him, then looked at Ivy and shrugged. I still had six uninvoked charms to get to the FIB. If they hadnt tracked HAPA down by now, my amulets would help. Nervous, I pulled a strand of damp hair over my collarbone.