The Vampire Diaries: Trust In Betrayal (Kindle Worlds) (In Time We Trust Trilogy Book 3) Read Online Free PDF Page B

sound like it is no big deal.
     
    It’s not like it’s the first time. I lost everything I owned when our family’s house burned, and I had just started to build things back up again. I mean, yeah, you can buy everything new but it takes a while to break in shoes to where they’re comfortable. Or find a pillow that’s the combination of soft and fat that you want. And when everything’s new, nothing really feels like it belongs to you. I left my backpack in class twice earlier this year just because I didn’t remember it was mine.
     
    I try not to look at the shiny duffel in the corner, filled with jeans and tee shirts and a five pack of boxers in an odd brand that I’m not even sure are going to fit yet. Which reminds me: I need to buy pajama pants tomorrow if Cali’s going to be staying in my room. Shit, I hate sleeping in jeans. The rivets always bite into my hips, and invariably it’s those nights when my dick works its way out of the flap of my boxers and gets scratched on the zipper.
     
    I shouldn’t be complaining. Nobody died tonight. And more than most people, I understand what that really means. Those Augustine vampires are scary fast and there were so many of them. We shouldn’t have all made it out alive.
     
    “This calls for a revolution,” Cali says definitively, standing up on her bed and jumping once to build momentum before she makes the leap over to mine.
     
    The bed bounces and I knock my knuckles against the headboard with the jolt of her landing. I drop my arm back down again. It’s been like a day and a half since my last shower and I’m probably way overdue.
     
    “Should I be armed for this revolution?” I ask her warily.
     
    “It’s a communist revolution,” she says, dropping down next to me with her whole weight at once like we’re on a trampoline instead of a cheap motel mattress. She holds out an ear bud. “All property held in common.” She waggles the ear bud enticingly. “I’ve got the new Lindsey Stirling…”
     
    “I don’t think I’m supposed to admit I like that,” I say dryly, trying not to notice that she’s got Sennheiser ear buds because I’m not a snob or whatever, and ear buds are never going to compete with a decent set of noise-cancelling headphones, but those things can pack so much bass into a tiny little rubberized nubbin.
     
    “Come on, violin and electronica, what’s not to love?” She purses her lips in a playful pout, her eyes dancing. “We can even pretend you don’t have all her hilariously bizarre YouTube videos bookmarked so you can watch her shake her tiny little booty.”
     
    I flush and look down. “Shut up. She’s a good dancer.”
     
    Cali shrieks with laughter and then leans over and presses a kiss into my cheek, sending my skin tingling all the way down my chest.
     
    “You’re adorable,” she announces, and snuggles down into the pillow next to me.
     
    My heart jumps and I forget to breathe, focusing on the warmth of her body right next to me.
     
    I’m so tired I’m almost crazy enough to wish I were a few years older and she were a few notches less talented, because I’d give my right leg to be playing in Cali Jameson’s league.
     
    The ear bud appears above my face and this time I take it, scooting down so I’m lying flat and then shifting a little closer to her so the wire will reach. The music is already playing and the opening violin is like a smooth curve pouring into my ears.
     
    I close my eyes.
     
    Her shoulder presses against mine, and the round little cap of her deltoid muscle makes a firm cushion so she doesn’t feel bony like most girls do. It’s nice.
     
    I should probably get up and shower, especially if she’s going to be lying so close to me. But this song is really good and my body feels heavy against the bed.
     
    Probably I should say something to break the silence, since we barely know each other and we’re lying practically in each other’s arms. But I fall asleep before I