Enthralled: Paranormal Diversions (Wicked Lovely 5.50)

“He never wears that,” I tell her.

“Why does he have it with him now?”

She asks him.

Mickey slaps shut the suitcase,

but not before I see

the hint of

dull

black

metal

tucked into the corner.

“Don’t leave him alone,” I tell Krista.

“He’s got a gun.”

She steps back,

fear in her eyes.

“Is it loaded?” she asks him.

He stares at her,

making the connection.

“Not yet.”

She snatches the dry towel splayed across the bed.

“Turn around. Both of you.”

I watch him instead of her,

count the ribs showing

through his skin

when he changes his own shirt.

“Now what?”

Krista’s stuffing her wet bra

into the front pocket of her jeans.

Mickey’s shirt is huge on her

but not huge enough

to hide her curves.