Seb glanced at me. My heart sank as I remembered: I hadn’t told Alex about the strange boy in my dream; it had just seemed too surreal. But even though how I’d felt in the dream had been ridiculous, what would Alex think when he heard about it now – when the strange boy had been holding my hand, touching my hair?

To my relief, all Seb said was, “She was thinking that you needed to come to el DF – I touched her shirt, and I felt it. So I came too.”

“El DF is a big place,” pointed out Alex dryly.

“Yes, I get feelings sometimes. I got a feeling today that I should come to Chapultepec.” Seb smiled; there wasn’t much humour in it. “Any more questions?”

Still leaning against the railing, Alex gave a soft snort. “Oh, sorry, am I being too nosy?” The traffic droned past below as he crossed his ankles, keeping his gaze on Seb. “I get like that when I find some guy hanging onto my girlfriend. Weird, huh?”

Seb arched an eyebrow.

“Alex, it wasn’t like that, honestly!” I burst out. From somewhere outside of myself, I was shaking my head in amazement that these two gorgeous boys seemed to be having some kind of stand-off over me. From inside of myself, it felt awful. “It was just...this moment of realizing that we’re both half-angels, that’s all.”

Still watching Seb, Alex started to say something else, then stopped. He blew out a breath and shook his head. Glancing at me, he held an arm out; we hugged tightly. I could sense Seb’s dismay as he watched, and I actually felt guilty for a second. It was insane: I’d only known him for about half an hour. Angrily, I tried to shove this weird hyper-awareness of Seb’s feelings out of my mind.

Alex’s arms were warm around me. “I’m sorry,” I said against his neck. “I know it must have looked—”

He kissed me, halting my words. “Hey, come on; you know I trust you,” he whispered.

I had a feeling he wasn’t including Seb in that sentiment. Not that I could really blame him. Then I thought of something; I peered around us. “Wait, where are Sam and Trish?”

“They’re going to meet us back home with Kara and her group,” said Alex. “Sam really wanted to come with me, though – he thought I might be beating up whoever this guy was.” From his expression as he glanced back at Seb, he didn’t think it was the worst idea he’d ever heard. There was more, though; I could tell he was turning something over in his mind.

“So,” he said finally, keeping his arm around my shoulders. “What now?”

Seb looked a question at him.