White Raven

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on the side of a sleek car, I was feeling nothing but the hum of excitement and annoyance.
    He wore a dark scowl.
    I scuffed the sole of my shoe on the gravel. “Zoe failed to mention you would be with her.”
    “Zoe is full of surprises,” he mumbled.
    I rolled my eyes. “And you are full of piss and vinegar.”
    A lock of wavy hair fell into his eyes as he shot me a crooked smile. “At least you are starting to get me.”
    I leaned my weight to one side. “I take it she didn’t tell you I was tagging along.”
    “Nope. She knew I never would have agreed.”
    “And why is that?”
    “As long as you stay out of my way, we won’t have a problem,” he warned through a gritted smile.
    “Ditto.” I reached for the door handle, but he beat me to it, and I slipped into the seat, trying to disregard my racing heart. “Are you going to tell me where we’re going?” I asked Zoe, meeting her smiling aqua eyes as she twisted in the driver’s seat.
    “I like you,” Zach said. “Direct and to the point.” He was sitting shotgun, which meant that…
    Zane climbed into the backseat with me, frowning. I scooted over to the other side, securing my seat belt. Oh goodie. Confined in a small space with Zaney. Why was Zoe subjecting me to such torturous treatment?
    She shifted the car into drive and hit the gas. Let’s just say Zoe was the definition of a “girl driver.” If my seat belt hadn’t been strapped on, I would have ended up in Zane’s lap. Her long midnight hair was swept up into a ponytail at the crown of her head. “We’re going to Raven Hallow’s best kept secret. Only locals know about it. You are going to love it.”
    It was unlikely that I would be having any kind of fun if grouchy didn’t get an attitude adjustment. “I’m not going to be shunned, being the outsider, am I?”
    “Hardly,” Zach snorted. “You are Morain’s granddaughter. That makes you freaking royalty, and one of us.”
    That’s what I was afraid of. “Good to know.” They might not have considered me a summer girl, but that didn’t mean everyone else didn’t. And honestly, I was a summer girl. This wasn’t my home, would never be. At the end of summer, Raven Hallow would be dust in the wind.
    I slid my gaze to the guy across from me, who clearly had his boxers in a wad. I wondered if he wore boxers. He struck me as a boxer brief sort of guy. Why was I thinking about his underwear type? At least it kept my mind off other parts of his body.
    Eyes of steel pinned his sister in the rearview mirror. “Zoe, this is a bad idea and you know it.”
    “Do you ever quit?” I snapped, cutting him a death look.
    Zane tipped forward, the leather groaning under his weight as he closed the space between us. “Not when I know I’m right, Princess.”
    I sent him a look of pure hatred.
    “Don’t make me stop this car,” Zoe threatened like a soccer mom. “The two of you need to learn to play nice.”
    Zach snickered.
    Zoe glanced over her shoulder at Zane when she should have kept her eyes on the road. “What harm could it do to show her? I think it’s brilliant.”
    “You would,” he grumbled. “Do I need to remind you that all your ideas backfire?”
    This was going to be a long ride. Zoe and Zach struck me as double trouble. Must be a twin thing.
    Zach hung an arm out the window. “That’s because you’re way too serious.”
    Stretching out all six-foot plus frame, Zane settled back into the seat. “You should really reconsider who you hang out with.”
    My hands itched to smack those icy eyeballs out of his head. “Buzz off.”
    “If the two of you stopped bickering and just admitted there’s something between you, we would all have more fun tonight,” Zach said.
    Zane’s lips thinned.
    I clamped my mouth shut, staring straight ahead. Not happening. Tonight, I wasn’t going to give him the time of day. I was going to…
    Dammit. I still had no idea what we were doing or where we were going for that

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