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the same kind of
regard as they did yesterday.
    “I take it you’re angry,” he said. “I’m sorry you feel
that way.”
    “You’re sorry?” I asked in a calm voice. Point for me. “Is
this your idea of a joke?”
    He shook his head. “I’m the last person in the world that
thinks this is funny,” he said. His face was serious and his eyes changed to a
lighter, harder blue.
    “Well, I’m not into games,” I said. My words were clipped.
    “I was telling you the truth, though,” he said. “Even if
you don’t believe me. This isn’t exactly the way I use to get girls, you know.
I wouldn’t just make an ass of myself for no reason.”
    I was getting angrier. My blood became hot under my skin
and I was suddenly sweating in my warm clothes.
    “I don’t have time for this. I’m here to have fun, not to
spend time with crazies.”
    He looked wounded. “I’m not crazy,” he said. It was like
me thinking that of him was really a problem.
    “So then prove it,” I said, and crossed my arms over my
chest. There wasn’t a lot he could do to get out of that one. He wouldn’t be
able to prove it and I would win.
    “I don’t think—“
    “I thought so,” I said.
    His eyes flashed white, and a ripple traveled across his
skin. He glanced around us, like he was checking for someone watching. Then he
looked me dead in the eye. His eyes suddenly changed into a deadly yellow, the
whites around his irises melting into the venomous color. His pupils became a
liquid black that grew until it ate up his irises, and only the black was left.
I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. He had me under some sort of spell. He
was suddenly in my mind, I could feel him inside of me, moving around, flipping
through my mind like it was a book.
    “Seeing is believing, isn’t it sweetheart?” I heard his
voice, but it wasn’t coming out of his mouth. It was inside my head, rolling
around like an echo. His eyes drew me, and I stepped closer to him, reaching
out my hand to touch his face. It was like a magnet, and I couldn’t stop myself
even if I wanted to. But suddenly I didn’t want to. My fingers touched his skin
and it was ice cold to the touch. I pulled them away and rubbed my fingers,
half-expecting them to come away wet. Like when you touched ice.
    But there was no water on my fingers. My eyes traveled
down from George’s eyes, like they were being pushed down, and my gaze landed
on his lips. They were soft lips, full but not too much. Perfect for a man. I
remembered the night before, the feel of his lips on mine, and I craved it
again. I touched his lips with the tips of my fingers. His smell was in my
nose, wrapping around me like fleece. I couldn’t breathe without his smell
filling my body. I rested my hands on his chest, felt it moving with his
breathing, and planted my lips on his.
    He kissed me back, sliding his tongue across my lips, and
I opened my mouth, letting him in. He was in my mind already, he could be in my
body too. My body ignited again like it had the night before, and I felt stuffy
in my clothes. Getting rid of it would be a great idea.
    Suddenly the spell was broken, and I snapped out of it. I
was alone in my mind again, and George was in front of me, a separate person. I
looked up at his eyes, and they were hard and cold like ice again.
    An icy finger drew down my spine. My breath suddenly came
in heavy gasps, rushing in and out of my lungs with a burn.
    “What the hell?” I said. “You were in my mind. I felt
you!”
    George nodded slowly.
    “Is that how you get your girls, make them want to sleep
with you? I don’t even get a say in this?”
    He shook his head. “I don’t have kind of power over
people. I can read minds, yes, and draw your attention to something specific
you’re thinking or feeling. But I can’t control what that is. Your attraction
to me, your… lust. That was all you. I could feel it.”
    I snatched my hands back, away from him and took a step
back, stumbling over