Steff

“What are you doing here?' demanded Eddie.
'Saving your ass," said Angeline. 'I knew there was something going on.'
'I'm not talking to you," he snapped. He threw down the stake and strode past her, toward the entrance of the alley. I followed with my eyes and saw a tall, slim figure standing there, her hair glowing in the light of an overhead lamp. Jill. I remembered the water on the ground turning to mist, and it all made sense.
'You have no right being here!' exclaimed Eddie, coming to a halt in front of her. It was one of the few times I'd ever seen him angry. I'd certainly never seen him angry at her. He cast a glare back at Angeline before returning to Jill. 'They shouldn't have brought you.'
'I have every right to be here," she retorted. 'When Angeline finally convinced us, I knew we had to help. And we did.'
Eddie was undaunted. 'I don't care what they do. If they want to endanger their lives, so be it. But a princess of her people has no business putting herself in danger.'
'A princess of her people has no business sitting off to the side while said people are in danger,' Jill returned.
'Do you have any idea what could have happened if--'
'Oh, shut up,' she said, reaching for him. He flinched in surprise, but once she started kissing him, the tension left his body. I shook my head and looked away.
'Oh, man," I said to no one in particular. 'This night is just full of surprises.”
― Richelle Mead, The Fiery Heart