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My Soul to Lose

Rachel Vincent

TORONTO • NEW YORK • LONDON

AMSTERDAM • PARIS • SYDNEY • HAMBURG

STOCKHOLM • ATHENS • TOKYO • MILAN • MADRID

PRAGUE • WARSAW • BUDAPEST • AUCKLAND

Thanks first of all to Lisa Heuer for the technical

advice and consultation. Without your contributions,

this story would have been impossible for me to write.

Thanks also to my early readers, Rinda, Chandra,

Heather, and Jen. Your opinions and advice were

invaluable, and the story is so much better for them

both.

Thanks to Mary-Theresa Hussey and Natashya Wilson

for so much enthusiasm and encouragement, which

keep me smiling.

And thanks finally to everyone out there reading about

Kaylee for the first time. I’ve poured my heart into her

continuing story, along with some delicate pieces of

my own soul, and I’m so very honored and excited that

you’ve decided to give her a chance. I hope you like

her as much as I do.

“Thanks for the ride, Traci!” Emma slammed the back

door, then opened it again to free the end of her filmy

red skirt as her sister leaned out the open driver’s side

window.

“Be ready to go at eight, or I’m leaving you here.”

Em gave a mock salute, then turned toward the

mall entrance without waiting for the car to pull away

from the curb. We would be nowhere near the parking

lot at eight o’clock. Finding a ride home would be no

problem—Emma could cock one hip and smile, and

guys all over Texas would throw their car keys at her

feet, if that’s what she wanted.

But sometimes a ride was more fun, because she

could flirt with the driver. See how much he could take

before his concentration wavered and he had to force

his attention back onto the road. She’d never actually

caused a wreck, but Em went a little further every

time, ever eager to push the limits of… Well, of

anything.

I went along for the ride because it was a delicious

rush of power and freedom—living vicariously

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through Emma was usually more exciting than living

my own life for real.

“Okay, Kaylee, here’s the plan.” Em stepped up to

the glass doors, and they whooshed open. The artificial

cool inside was a mercy on my damp skin and

overheated cheeks; Traci’s car wasn’t air-conditioned,

and September in the Dallas metroplex was still hot

enough to make the devil sweat.

“So long as it leads to Toby’s public humiliation,

I’m in.”

“It will.” She stopped in front of a mirror built into

the wall of the main walkway and her reflection

grinned at me, brown eyes sparkling. “And that’s the

least he deserves. You really should have let me key

his car.”

And I’d been totally tempted to. But I was less than

a year from getting my license and couldn’t shake the

certainty that if we keyed someone’s fresh paint job—

even if that someone was my rat of an ex-boyfriend—

new-driver karma would come back to bite me on the

bumper.

“So, what are you going to do? Push him into the

snack table? Trip him on the way into the gym?

Unbutton his pants while you’re dancing, then scream

for help?” I wasn’t too worried about homecoming-

dance karma. But Toby should have been…

Emma turned from the mirror, her pale brows high

in surprise. “I was just gonna stand him up, then make

out with his best friend on the dance floor, but that last

one has real potential. Maybe we’ll do both.” She

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