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I sink. Probably when I m being all emo or something.
Emo, Jordan repeated, his lips twitching with a hint of amusement. Does that
happen often? I mean, how much is every once in a while?
Stefan crossed his eyes and stuck his tongue out at Jordan. I m young. I get to be pouty
and bratty sometimes, and if I tell you how often, then where s the fun in that?
Jordan laughed and Gideon did too for a few seconds then he broke off suddenly.
How old are you, Stefan?
Oh, that s a wicked, wicked look Stefan s got right now. Gideon s entire groin tightened with
anticipation.
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How old do you want me to be? Stefan purred.
Gideon s budding arousal went right out of the door at the same time that Jordan
inhaled sharply. What Gideon had to swallow back the question he d been about to ask
when Stefan smirked at him. You re teasing.
Duh, but you and Jordan both turned white as ghosts.
Gideon looked at Jordan. What s that saying about being white as virgin snow?
Jordan turned his nose up. I haven t been a virgin in more years than I can count, and
you re doing a fine imitation of ghastly yourself.
Gideon huffed but he couldn t keep up the act of being mad. Stefan still hadn t
answered his question.
When he turned back to Stefan, Gideon knew he was waiting to be asked again. I m
thirty-seven, Gideon started with. Jo is thirty-four. How old are you?
Including the years I ve been dead or not? Stefan asked, amusement lighting his
features. Are we always the age we die at?
Don t go getting all philosophical on me, Gideon warned. My eyes will glaze over
and I ll doze off and drool.
Stefan giggled, covering his mouth with one hand as if to push the noise back inside.
I like it, Gideon told him, nodding slightly. That sound makes me happy.
Makes me want to lay you out and kiss every inch of your body, Jordan supplied,
which had Gideon frowning at his friend. That was a way better thing to say than that sound
makes me happy . Stefan was staring at Jordan with something close to awe in his pretty
eyes.
But we d still like to know how old you are. Gideon hesitated, gnawing on the inside
of one cheek. He let it go when it hurt like a mother to keep doing it. Can you tell us how
you died, or is that too& too much?
Stefan s expression shuttered but he didn t leave them. I m twenty, or I was. Add over
a decade to that now.
Gideon supposed years ceased to matter at some point once you d died. He was glad
Stefan had answered the question but he felt like he d kicked a puppy with the way Stefan
had closed himself off.
I m sorry for asking, Gideon said, which was true. He wanted to know, but now he
wished he hadn t poked his nose into Stefan s business.
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Stefan grunted and, after a long moment of silence, he seemed to shake off his funky
mood. Anyway, I didn t mean to go all weird on y all. I don t like talking about what
happened. Don t see the point in it.
But Gideon thought he saw fear flit across Stefan s features, and he wondered what
could have happened to make Stefan so cautious. There was something about the way Stefan
wouldn t meet his eyes just then that rang alarm bells in Gideon. He thought Stefan was
scared, but of what? Pushing wasn t likely to get him any answers, not on the subject of
Stefan s death. There were, however, other things he and Jordan needed to know.
I want my clothes on, Gideon murmured, picturing not the uniform he d worn
earlier, but his favourite worn jeans, flannel shirt, and hiking boots. He threw in the idea of
socks too and envisioned it all.
Concentrate, Stefan said quietly.
Gideon did, even closing his eyes to visualise himself dressed as he wanted to be. He
jerked at the sensation of his skin suddenly being covered, of his feet encased in comfortably
broken-in leather shoes.
Awesome!
Gideon opened his eyes and grinned as he gave himself a quick once-over. Yeah,
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I sink. Probably when I m being all emo or something.
Emo, Jordan repeated, his lips twitching with a hint of amusement. Does that
happen often? I mean, how much is every once in a while?
Stefan crossed his eyes and stuck his tongue out at Jordan. I m young. I get to be pouty
and bratty sometimes, and if I tell you how often, then where s the fun in that?
Jordan laughed and Gideon did too for a few seconds then he broke off suddenly.
How old are you, Stefan?
Oh, that s a wicked, wicked look Stefan s got right now. Gideon s entire groin tightened with
anticipation.
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How old do you want me to be? Stefan purred.
Gideon s budding arousal went right out of the door at the same time that Jordan
inhaled sharply. What Gideon had to swallow back the question he d been about to ask
when Stefan smirked at him. You re teasing.
Duh, but you and Jordan both turned white as ghosts.
Gideon looked at Jordan. What s that saying about being white as virgin snow?
Jordan turned his nose up. I haven t been a virgin in more years than I can count, and
you re doing a fine imitation of ghastly yourself.
Gideon huffed but he couldn t keep up the act of being mad. Stefan still hadn t
answered his question.
When he turned back to Stefan, Gideon knew he was waiting to be asked again. I m
thirty-seven, Gideon started with. Jo is thirty-four. How old are you?
Including the years I ve been dead or not? Stefan asked, amusement lighting his
features. Are we always the age we die at?
Don t go getting all philosophical on me, Gideon warned. My eyes will glaze over
and I ll doze off and drool.
Stefan giggled, covering his mouth with one hand as if to push the noise back inside.
I like it, Gideon told him, nodding slightly. That sound makes me happy.
Makes me want to lay you out and kiss every inch of your body, Jordan supplied,
which had Gideon frowning at his friend. That was a way better thing to say than that sound
makes me happy . Stefan was staring at Jordan with something close to awe in his pretty
eyes.
But we d still like to know how old you are. Gideon hesitated, gnawing on the inside
of one cheek. He let it go when it hurt like a mother to keep doing it. Can you tell us how
you died, or is that too& too much?
Stefan s expression shuttered but he didn t leave them. I m twenty, or I was. Add over
a decade to that now.
Gideon supposed years ceased to matter at some point once you d died. He was glad
Stefan had answered the question but he felt like he d kicked a puppy with the way Stefan
had closed himself off.
I m sorry for asking, Gideon said, which was true. He wanted to know, but now he
wished he hadn t poked his nose into Stefan s business.
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Stefan grunted and, after a long moment of silence, he seemed to shake off his funky
mood. Anyway, I didn t mean to go all weird on y all. I don t like talking about what
happened. Don t see the point in it.
But Gideon thought he saw fear flit across Stefan s features, and he wondered what
could have happened to make Stefan so cautious. There was something about the way Stefan
wouldn t meet his eyes just then that rang alarm bells in Gideon. He thought Stefan was
scared, but of what? Pushing wasn t likely to get him any answers, not on the subject of
Stefan s death. There were, however, other things he and Jordan needed to know.
I want my clothes on, Gideon murmured, picturing not the uniform he d worn
earlier, but his favourite worn jeans, flannel shirt, and hiking boots. He threw in the idea of
socks too and envisioned it all.
Concentrate, Stefan said quietly.
Gideon did, even closing his eyes to visualise himself dressed as he wanted to be. He
jerked at the sensation of his skin suddenly being covered, of his feet encased in comfortably
broken-in leather shoes.
Awesome!
Gideon opened his eyes and grinned as he gave himself a quick once-over. Yeah,
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