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away from the Viv and Henley who’d played midnight golf on the green—the world on one side, the two of them on the other.
    “All right. Whatever. Have fun with these assholes. I’m leaving.”
    That wasn’t what she wanted, but she couldn’t stop. “Good. ’Cause I’m looking for a new boyfriend and it’ll be much easier without you around.”
    “Yeah? That’s what you’re going to do tonight?”
    “Maybe I can find a guy who’ll draw a heart on my hand. That would be a cute, flirty thing to do.”
    He sighed. “You’re still going on about that?”
    She posed with her hands over her heart. “I just think it’s
so cute
. So charming. I wish I’d thought of that. You know, sometime after fifth grade.”
    “You sound like you’re in fifth grade.”
    “That’s not what my new boyfriend’s going to say.”
    Knowing he was still watching her, she headed toward the group of kids on the green, following the beacon of their cell phones and cigarettes. She didn’t know what she would do exactly. Just that she would do something, as long as Henley was there to witness it.
    She edged into the circle—twelve guys and girls from her prep school. There were two princes: Danny Mirza, the youngest brother in a Three Princes and Princess Nouronnihar curse, and Ben Arden, who had a Rapunzel curse. There was a princess-and-servant pair, Acacia Vaughan and Ivy West—best friends who shared a Goose Girl curse. The rest got by on the status of their parents’ curses. The boys wore bright poloshirts and the girls wore strapless shift dresses patterned with tropical flowers and birds. The Goose Girls were drinking Grey Goose from a lipstick-smeared bottle.
    Danny’s eyes were glued to Cara Basil, a girl whose claim to fame was her social-climbing dad’s enchanted cat. She was showing everyone how she could tie a cherry stem in a knot with her tongue. Danny was making jokes about popping cherries and Cara kept laughing, but not hard enough to choke on the cherry; and when she showed them the knotted stem, Danny said, “Damn. What else can you do with your tongue?” And Viv threw up in her mouth a little but decided he was definitely her target.
    Danny had been part of a cursed love quadrangle with his two older brothers and their cousin, and ever since he’d lost the girl to his brother, he’d been drifting closer to playboy territory. Viv didn’t have a lot of patience, and she needed someone who’d flirt with her
now
, not in ten minutes.
    “I’ve been looking for you,” she said to Danny, stepping up to him and putting her hand on his chest.
    “Yeah?” His eyes flicked past her to Henley. Half wary—Huntsmen had bad reputations—and half tempted, because Viv was looking at him in a way that was about as subtle as one of his cherry jokes.
    “Yeah.” She curled her hand around his collar, pulled him down to her height. “I have to tell you a secret.” And then she whispered something dirty in his ear. Her lips brushed his earlobe; her hair tickled his neck. It didn’t matter what she said. It didn’t have any meaning to her beyond the reaction it got out of him, which was shocked laughter and fingers that dug into the fabric of her dress.
    She was only half focused on what Danny was doing. She was thinking about Henley, how angry he would be—as angry as she’d been? Angrier? Her breath caught.
    She waited for a hand to grab her from behind, for Henley’s fingers to close around her throat—and hoped that someone would pull him off her if they did. But the only hand on her was Danny’s, and she was getting tired of that. A few more minutes and he might start to believe she’d meant what she’d said.
    When she turned to look behind her, Henley was gone. She let go of Danny’s collar, and his hand fumbled to grab her before she slipped away. She jerked free and kept going. He shouted after her, “So that’s how it is?”
    Yeah, that was how it was.
    The night seemed darker once she was alone