21
Haunting Me
The month of January was cold but quiet. Michael gave Ari, Trey, and Jai a break for a while—a vacation of sorts—and kept the workload light. It was weird, but everyone went about their business like nothing had happened, like they hadn’t just averted an apocalypse. Even Fallon.
Even the Jinn kings were quiet. Even freaking Asmodeus who, for all his threats of dire retribution, hadn’t made a squeak since. Red had been keeping an eye on him, trying to preempt any attack the lieutenant might decide to spring on Ari.
So far, nothing. In fact, no one seemed anxious about it, not even Jai, usually the worrier in the group.
Trey was definitely not worried.
Trey was too busy in happy La-La-Land to be worried about anything. Glass spent a lot of time at the house (another reason why no one was worried about Asmodeus attacking) and was even helping Trey organize a show he’d managed to snag at a gallery in Trenton.
Ari didn’t know why she felt out of sorts while everyone else appeared to be settling into their lives. She guessed it was weird not to have some big disaster looming that she had to somehow prevent. She was spending her “vacation” time training with Jai, hanging out with Fallon, and learning how to speak Arabic. Jai was teaching her. Suffice it to say that often those lessons ended in a heated argument, but Ari was getting used to that. She and Jai could be a little hotheaded around one another but the making-up part made it worth it.
Deciding to give Jai some space, she wandered to the mall so he could hang out with Trey at the gym. Ari hadn’t shopped for what felt like forever, and she found, now that she was back doing it, shopping was kind of dull.
She was about to give up when she saw Agent Provocateur. She grinned instantly, a naughty thought coming to mind that involved a very hot, green-eyed Ginnaye who happened to share her bed every night. Her interest in shopping suddenly renewed itself.
Ari wandered into the lingerie store and to search for something her boyfriend might approve of. She was musing over one particular item when her neck tingled and the familiar presence of a Jinn washed over her. Quickly glancing around the store, Ari searched its customers and staff for the source. It was none of them.
It wasn’t like Ari should be alarmed.
An entire Guild of half-blood Jinn Hunters lived in Burlington. However, she could sense levels of power, and the Jinn she was sensing was not a half-blood.
A full-blooded Jinn was in the mall, and she wasn’t sure she’d encountered him or her before.
Adrenaline surged at the thought of kicking some malevolent little genie’s ass. Forgetting the lingerie, she walked with purpose out of the store, glancing right and then turning left. Smack bang into a broad chest.
The tingling rushed over every inch of her skin as she stumbled back and gazed up at the Jinn.
The Jinn who was kind of familiar, actually.
Tall, dark-haired, cute in a boyish, innocent way. “Whoa.” He reached out to stop her from stumbling too far. “Sorry about that. You okay?”
Ari eyed him warily, trying to politely brush his hands off. “I’m fine.”
“I sensed you here.” He nodded his head to the lingerie store and his grin got a little less innocent and whole lot more wolfish. “Nice.”
Since he wasn’t pretending he wasn’t Jinn, Ari decided to dispense with any pleasantries. “Who are you? What do you want?”
He frowned at her questions, looking more than a little displeased. “You don’t remember me?”
The Jinn seemed genuinely hurt. Ari shrugged apologetically. “I’ve met a lot of new people lately. Sorry.”
That appeared to appease the guy somewhat. “I’m Beau,” he said, as if she should know who the hell he was.
“Um …”
Beau glowered now. “We met at Emmett Bradford High School a few months ago. In Midland. Connecticut.”
Just like that, Ari remembered. He was the cute guy who’d flirted with her as bad-boy Jai waited in the parking lot. Of course, that had been minutes before a bunch of crazy Jinn manipulated by The White King had come after her.
That day had been polluted with a lot of Jinn, and Ari’s senses weren’t as strong then as they were now. It could be the only reason she hadn’t picked up on the fact that darling Beau was in fact a full-blooded Jinn. That didn’t explain, however, why he was suddenly here … in a somewhat creepy, stalker fashion.
“What are you doing here?” She started walking, her mind on getting him out of the mall and somewhere private.
She was thankful when he followed. “I mean, this is quite the coincidence.”
“It’s not.” He threw her a smile as his eyes drank her in appreciatively.
Suddenly Ari wasn’t feeling that his eyes were filled with innocence; it was more like the lightness of belief, and she was starting to get a bad vibe about it.
“Oh?” She kept her question curious, not agitated, but was glad to see the wall-to-wall glass exit doors up ahead.
“I know who you are. I’ve known for quite some time.”
“And who am I?” she asked as she led him out into the mall lot. Her eyes quickly scanned the area and decided the best spot was in the far left corner. Most people had parked near the front, but the left side was quite full.
More coverage.
More privacy.
She headed in that direction, pretending her car was that way.
Beau grinned at her. “You’re the daughter of a Jinn king.”
Ari tried not to let that freak her out. Some Jinn knew who she was, and she guessed that within five years, every Jinn in both realms would know who she was.
“So you know who I am, but I’m still in the dark about you. What is a full-blood Jinn doing at a high school?”
What the freaking hell are you, in other words, and am I ethically bound to kill you?
“We’ve met before. I mean, before before. We’ve even kissed.” His grin was not only cocky but also somewhat leering.
Ari tried to hide her shiver.
Instead she smiled, like she found this news interesting, welcoming even. “Really?” she came to a stop beside a high-sided SUV, blocking them from the view of anyone entering and exiting the mall. Hopefully, the cars behind blocked them from view on the opposite side.
“I possessed your friend Nick back in Sandford, Ohio.” He took a step closer to her, his eyes drinking in her face.
Shock jolted through Ari at his casual confession. And she recognized that look. It was the same way Nick—possessed Nick—had looked at her. It’d made her extremely uncomfortable even then.