Chapter 12: I've been waiting for this

Jenny

"Nico! Put me down! What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

I'm yelling the words as if maybe he won't hear me, but there's little chance of that, since my head is dangling just south of his ears. I'm probably breaking his eardrums. I don't really care, though, because I'm the worst combination of emotions: I'm hurt by his refusal to listen to me, I'm frustrated by the way he revved me up and then shut me down, and I'm furious that he slung me over his shoulder and is carrying me-again.

When I made my stubborn declaration back at the lake, Nico had knelt in front of me, and for a moment, I thought he was going to kiss me again. My heart began to pound out a staccato, and I almost reached for him. But instead of easing me to my back onto the picnic blanket, he scooped me up, flinging me over his shoulder, and then grabbed the rest of our gear and stalked to the car.

I hadn't screamed then, but that was only because there were other people at the lake, and they were al