Nathan turned with a ready smile to toss his new friend, but that cold creepy feeling of ‘stay the fuck away’ hit him smack in the face as soon as the guy’s head pivoted slowly toward him. He saw the visible eye for the first time and was shocked to see that it was a pale green. He was pale all over, a little like a ghost with that grey/white hair, but young, just like Puck had said, and even a little handsome if he didn’t look so damn scary.
No one had ever made Nathan shiver with a look other than Sasha, and those shivers were entirely different. Nathan didn’t like it at all. But still, he kept his smile.
“Hey, sure thing, Al. If ya don’t mind, buddy, I can show ya up there.” Alex set the key down between them. “And hey,” Nathan added as he noticed the number on it, “you’re right next door anyway, so why don’t I—” He had been about to scoop up the key when a vice grip clamped onto his wrist, tight enough to make him hiss. “Hey,” he said through clenched teeth.