GENRE: Young Adult Urban Fantasy
Jocelyn stared at the guy sitting across the table from her, wondering how he’d react later – when he was drowning. Popping a French fry in her mouth, she chewed slowly and pondered. Would he welcome the saltwater as it saturated his lungs, or would his body make one last ditch attempt to escape impending death?
He leaned in, eyes glassy. “Have some wine.”
“I’m not old enough,” she said. Idiot. “I just turned seventeen.” This is why she chose him, initiating a dinner date after chatting online. That and the fact he was twice her age and hitting on teenagers. Her aunt Paige had helped her, picking this guy over other alternatives.
“If you have to get a guy to sacrifice himself for you, it might as well be a pedophile,” Paige had said. And Jocelyn went along with it, since she still lived under her aunt’s roof. But she didn’t care really. She would have chosen some jerk from her junior class if it came down to it.
“Right,” he said, nodding. “Well, happy birthday.”
Jocelyn lifted her glass and sipped water from the straw, watching his eyes as they lowered and focused in on her lips. Pulling the cup away, she licked her bottom lip slowly. “So, do you want to take a walk after dinner?”
He continued to stare, mesmerized. “Absolutely, Janice.”
She wanted to roll her eyes but feared that it would break the effect she had on him.