wasn’t Vegas; where you could have a little fun and then leave it behind.
“Okay.” She relaxed a little, but folded her arms defensively across her chest as she leaned back against the wall of books. “Fine. So tell me more. Why are demons chasing you?”
“Well, that’s the complicated part.”
She groaned in frustration. “Fine, man of mystery. I gave you a chance, you don’t want to talk to me. Fine. Keep your secrets. I just want to go.”
“I can’t let you do that.”
She glared at him. What little patience she’d had was disintegrating.
“Look, it’s not that I’m trying to hold you hostage or anything. It’s just that if you leave here, now, they will take you. And they won’t be gentle about it.”
“I’m leaving, Jake. Don’t try to stop—”
“You want to stay,” his voice said in that raspy vibrato.
And she found that she wanted to stay.
For all of half a minute she was content to lean against the carefully stacked books. There was nowhere to go. There was nowhere she needed to be. She could just stay right where she was for a while and that would be fine with her.
Just.
Stay.
Here…
She snapped back to herself again. Shaking her head, she pushed away from the wall. “Will you stop that? What are you, some kind of—”
“Please don’t say vampire.”
Which was exactly what she had been about to say. Vampires she might have been able to buy into. More so than an escapee from the mental ward being pursued by demons. But this was the real world. And she should know better. Crazy things didn’t happen in her world.
“Okay, you’re not a vampire.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re just crazy.” A thought occurred to her. “Hey…when we first came in here, you told me to trust you. And I did. Was that more of this? Did you mind rape me or something?”
“Mind rape? Seriously?”
“Well, you’ve got me dancing in circles like a trained dog! You’re telling me what to do and I’m doing it. What do you call it?”
He twisted a hand in the air like he was trying to find the right words. Then he blew out a short breath and just shook his head. “When we came in here, I was just asking you to trust me. That’s all. No tricks.”
“But tricks now.”
He pursed his lips tightly but nodded. “Yes. Tricks now.”
“Mind raping tricks.”
“Look, Brianna, I can’t let you go out there to be hurt by those two. It would be my fault.”
She ran her tongue around the inside of her teeth while she thought about it. She hadn’t heard his voice buzzing when he’d asked her to trust him, back when they came in here. It had just used his normal voice, simply a guy asking a girl for her trust. She had given it to him, because she had really felt that she could trust him.
But now?
Crazy things didn’t happen in the real world where she lived. But they were happening tonight.
“Listen…we have a lot to talk about,” she said to him, unfolding her arms and twisting her fingers together. “But right now, I just need to pee. So, let me go use the bathroom and we’ll talk more after that, okay?”
He regarded her, as if looking for the truth in her face. But at last he shrugged his shoulders and stepped aside for her. Brianna went by him, past the front door, and down the side wall where there was a sign that read “Restrooms.” It led through the doorway and into the room on this side of the building, a children’s reading room by the looks of it, with two doors off to the side. One read “Men’s” and one read “Women’s.”
The door to the women’s room wasn’t locked, and she went inside quickly, shutting it behind her, throwing the sliding lock into place.
She listened at the door and couldn’t hear Jake moving around. Maybe he was going to give her privacy to do her business, or he was still out guarding the front door. Nice of the guy that was holding her in a library against her will to give her space.
There were two stalls with green