"I didn't need protecting." His voice boomed and his gaze shot to Miranda.
Glancing back at Kevin, Kylie realized his changing process took longer than Perry's. As soon as Kevin appeared, he stepped away from Perry.
"This isn't over. We'll finish this later," Perry said to Kevin, his voice sounding more like a roar.
"Fine." Kevin stared Perry right in the eyes, and Kylie almost thought they were going to start again, but Kevin turned and walked off.
Kylie realized it took nerve to turn your back on Perry when you'd just taken a chunk out of his belly. But somehow the fact that Kevin was the one to walk away, that he never once looked at Miranda, left Kylie with little doubt which of the two held more power.
When Kevin disappeared into the woods, Kylie waited for Perry to say something to Miranda. But no one spoke. The birds in the distance started back on their song.
"Are you okay?" Miranda asked.
Kylie looked up to assure Miranda that she was fine, but then she realized that Miranda wasn't talking to her, but to Perry. Kylie shifted her gaze to him. He looked fine. Not a scratch on him. Which meant that when shape-shifters changed back into human form they healed from any injuries they'd received. And that meant Kylie had thrown herself in the middle of the fight and gotten a bruised ass for no good reason at all. She could have let them rip each other to shreds. She should have.
Just friggin' great. Still sitting on the ground, propped up on one side of her hip, she gave her backside another rub and watched as Miranda moved closer to Perry.
"Why did you do that?" Miranda sounded half honored he'd fought for her and half pissed because, well, he'd fought for her. "Tell me." She took another step toward the source of her anger.
"I felt like it," Perry growled back. Indeed, his anger became apparent in the way his body changed the moment she stepped closer. His posture hardened as if he was unable to bend. His blond hair hung scattered over his sweaty brow. His eyes were blue for a second, then changed to bright green.
He still personified the fierce appearance of an angry lion-gone was the jokester, the guy who always had something funny or sarcastic to say.
And for the first time, Kylie understood why everyone was a little frightened of him.
"You didn't do it because of me?" Miranda asked, obviously not picking up on the fury he wore like an outer skin. "Because you were jealous?"
Perry didn't answer Miranda. He just stared at her and asked his own question. "So it's true?"
"What's true?" Miranda said.
"You kissed him," Perry said. "I didn't believe him when he told me. I thought he was just trying to piss me off, but he wasn't making it up, was he? You really did it. You kissed him."
Miranda's eyes grew a tad larger. "Yes."
Silence hung in the hot morning air.
"No," she blurted out, and shook her head, sending the streaks of pink, black, and green in her hair intermingling with each movement. "I didn't kiss him. He kissed me."
"But you kissed him back," he accused.
Kylie held her breath. Della came to stand beside Kylie and extended her hand. Kylie accepted Della's help and, once upright, she reached back and gave her rear end another rub.
"Answer me," Perry demanded.
Kylie's gaze shot back to Miranda and Perry. The tension radiating from the couple seemed to suck all the oxygen from the air and made it hard to look away.
"This could get nasty," Della said.
Chapter Seven
Kylie crossed her fingers that this whole mess could somehow have a good ending to it-that the only thing nasty to come out of it would be her sore ass.
"Be honest," Perry demanded.
Miranda hesitated before answering. "I ... I didn't kiss him back."
Della shifted her head closer to Kylie's ear and whispered, "She's lying."
Perry took a step closer to Miranda and studied her as if trying to figure out if he believed her. "Why don't I believe you?" He paused. "And even if you didn't kiss him back, you didn't stop him."
Miranda hesitated and then her shoulders dropped as if in defeat, and Kylie knew Miranda had decided to come clean.
"No. I didn't stop him. And yeah, maybe I did kiss him back just a little. But-"
"That's all I need to know." Raw and bitter pain filled Perry's colorchanging eyes and for a second all Kylie could think about was feeling that same hurt when she'd seen Trey with his new girlfriend plastered at his side. Then there was the pain of seeing Mandy kiss Derek. And don't forget when she learned that Lucas had run off with Fredericka.
"That's not fair," Miranda said.
"Oh, it's not fair, but that's just too bad," Perry said. "It could have been good between us." He turned around and walked away.
He got about ten feet down the path when Miranda called out to him.
"Aren't you curious about why I didn't stop him?"
Perry turned around and faced her. "I'm more curious as to why you think I should care."
Miranda's breath seemed to catch at Perry's words. She took several steps closer to him. "I didn't stop Kevin because ... because I was tired of waiting for you to kiss me."
"Really?" Perry's feet ate up the few feet between him and Miranda.
His right arm swept around her and pulled her against him. He didn't pause or even hesitate. He kissed her-not just a light peck, either. It looked to Kylie like the good kind of kiss, the kind Derek had given her last night. The kind of kiss a girl could feel all the way to her toes. And from the way Miranda leaned into Perry, Kylie could guess that Miranda's toes were feeling it all.
"Wow," Kylie muttered, and grinned.
"Yeah, wow." Della leaned in closer. "I think Perry just grew a pair."
Kylie bit down on her lip to keep from laughing. "If this was a movie, there would be some music playing in the background."
"I could sing," Della chuckled.
"And ruin it," Kylie teased back. "I've heard you singing in the shower." Both grinning, they looked back at the kissing couple.
Perry dropped his arms and stepped back. The abruptness with which the kiss ended seemed wrong. And it wasn't just Kylie who thought so. Miranda barely managed to catch herself.