章節 129: She Really is Crazy

JAMES

I slip and skid along icy paths, following the damn dog down and down. If it hadn’t been for the sweat I broke to keep up with him I would have frozen my ass off. As it was, I have the wonderful experience of feeling my sweat bead into icicles on my skin. So pleasant.

On one particularly sharp corner I catch myself before I face-plant into some wicked jagged rocks. I push away from them, ignoring the way the sharp stones cut into the bite Horonius gave me. But as I shove off from the wall it feels like it moves beneath my hand. It must be the ice melting from the warmth of my skin or something. Not that I’m very warm at this point.

I feel like we’ve been running forever until I plow into Horonius, as his human self, standing at the end of the hallway. He is about my height, but way prettier, and with his arms folded I have to admit he pretty much rocks my Grateful Dead shirt.

“You are unwieldy,” he says.