Page 35 of Enzo

Maybe you should start by talking to yourself.

We're so screwed, and you know it.

Remember the last time we got in this deep?

All the voices in her head turned to look. Love was sitting up in the corner; she still had her knees up and her arms around them, but this was the most attention she'd given anyone in years.

We're so screwed.

That was the voice of reason, and yeah, hearing her say they were screwed scared Deja more than she wanted to acknowledge.

The morning went quickly; Deja got to the bathroom after Ven. Enzo went to his place to get ready, and before they knew it, they were standing in the garage looking at Enzo's car.

"I didn't know what to buy after the last car died. The man who sold it to me said all the males were buying cars like this, so I bought it."

"When can I learn to drive?"

Enzo turned surprised eyes to Ven. "I didn't know you wanted to be able to drive."

He shrugged, that sullen little boy showing through. "Nobody ever asked me, and we weren't allowed to leave the barrier."

"But you left the barrier."

Again, Ven just shrugged and ran his hand over Enzo's car.

"It's a Charger. A very nice car, and it looks like I get to drive." His Charger was black with red accents on it. The interior was black and red. She could picture him driving down the street; she'd stop and take a second and third look at him. Not that it mattered; she'd take a second and third look at him without the car.

Enzo gave her that look, the one that said he wasn't sure if he should let her touch his baby.

Honestly, is it universal?

Men and their cars.

Can we slap him? Just once.

No, we can't slap him, and yes, I think it's universal. Now quiet; I always wanted to drive a Charger.

"Keys please." She gave him her best innocent smile and waited until he hit the fob to unlock the doors and turned the keys over to her. "Road trip, everyone get in!"

They got in and balked when she made them put on seat belts. "This car doesn't move without seatbelts on."

They fastened up, and she took them out of the garage, getting directions from Enzo on how to get back to Second Ave. Once there, her foot hit the gas pedal, and they flew down the street. She decided to take them to a store a little further away so that they could enjoy the ride.

"This is a parking lot. Just in case you were wondering. The best stores have one so you can have a place to park that's not too far away from where you're going. Since we're going to a grocerystore, parking is relatively easy." She pulled into an empty spot close to the store.

She smiled at them before getting out of the car. They came up on either side of her. Heads turned as they walked toward the door. There was a group of teens ogling Ven, making Deja smile. She would ogle him too if she were sixteen.

There was a group of women that couldn't keep their eyes off Enzo.

Let's just take one of them out. Then they'll stop looking at our male.

I know where to hide the body.

She pretended not to hear them because sometimes the voices in her head scared her.

She walked through the sliding glass door only to realize she was by herself. Turning around, she saw them on the other side of the door. Both of their faces had gone pale, and there was fear in their eyes that she didn't think was from their time on earth.

They were drawing attention; two gorgeous males, both around seven feet tall, were blocking the entrance way.

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