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her head. “Well, some believe that it was an inside job, that one of our own attacked him, which is ridiculous. Another rumor was that he had ran out in front of a car, and my favorite was that he was attacked by a bear.”
    Chelsea and I burst into laughter at that one. Eli being attacked by a bear was very unlikely because when our reaper side is out and we are hunting the wild animals sense us and the vampires and go in hiding.
    “I can’t believe it. I hear about hunters getting killed or being put into comas all the time, but I never really thought it would happen to one of my friends.”
    “He’s not going to die…he can’t die.”
    Her brows raised as she gazed my way. “His injuries are pretty bad. Please don’t get your hopes up and assume that he will be okay.”
    “Eli is a fighter; I know he won’t give up.”
    Chelsea sighed. “That is the problem with you. You always see the good in every bad situation and when things don’t go as you hoped they would, you are left disappointed and sad. If you keep assuming that he will pull through and he doesn’t make it, you will be devastated. I just want you to be prepared for the worse.”
    “I am prepared. I know there is a possibility that he could die, but I don’t want to dwell on that.”
    She smiled and ran her fingers through my hair. “Okay.”
    I sighed and closed my eyes as she massaged my head. This is not only a stress reliever for me, but it also puts me to sleep.
    “Go to sleep,” She whispered.
    I laid there content and comfortable as my once active mind that felt as if it was spinning out of control from all of my worries, calmed down and relaxed. Before I knew it, I found myself drifting off to sleep. Thanks to Chelsea and her magical fingers, they always do the trick.
     
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    My eyes slowly opened to a blurry vision. Rubbing my eyes, I rolled on my side. Hazel eyes and a pearly white smile was all I saw as I reopened my eyes. I gasped, not expecting to see Taylor lying beside me, grinning from ear to ear.
    He had on a pair of faded ripped jeans with no shirt on. He had broad shoulders and a ripped stomach with the reaper tattoo marked on the right side of his chest.
    “What is it with you and your girlfriend watching me sleep?”
    His dark eyebrows raised in surprise at my tone of voice. I didn’t intend on raising my voice, really. It just happened.
    “Feisty in the morning.”
    “I’m sorry; I am not a morning person.”
    “Yeah, I can tell.” He grabbed a twizzler out of its packet and bit into it.
    “Do you want a bite?”
    “No, it’s way too early for sweets.”
    He shrugged. “More for me.”
    I playfully punched him in the stomach, grinning as his body tensed and he let out a grunt. “Don’t you like have a shirt to wear?”
    “Actually I have plenty of shirts to wear. I didn’t have anything on but my boxer briefs when I came in here. As it turns out, you were keeping my side of the bed warm all night. You certainly stopped my plans in getting lucky this morning. I was going to stay in just my briefs, you know make it a little uncomfortable for you for payback, but Chels made me put a pair of jeans on.”
    Chelsea came out of the bathroom in nothing but her red bra and thongs.
    Her hair was wet and messy from the shower.
    She beamed. “Good morning, sleeping beauty.”
    Taylor snorted. “More like snoring beauty.” He tapped me on the head with a twizzler before taking a bite.
    I gasped. “I do not snore!”
    “Well you kind of do, but we will blame it on exhaustion.” Chelsea said.
    She disappeared into her walk in closet as Taylor began humming his favorite song and using the twizzler’s as drumsticks as he began tapping me up and down my arm and head.
    I narrowed my eyes and jumped on top of him. He gasped in surprise as I managed to get one of the twizzler’s from his grasp and shoved it in his mouth.
    “Take that, you little shit!”
    Chelsea came out holding a pair of jeans and a pink tube