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This tortured, terrible man who liked to read.
An avenger who’d defended me. A monster who’d mauled me. A ghost, a nightmare, a lonely boy…
I shivered again, flames licking all over my body.
I’d always been drawn to intelligence. Always loved to debate books on history, gemmology, and faith. My parents had given me an entire library on my sixteenth birthday. Titles full of the truths about living and dying and finding a balanced middle way.
The trick to existing was accepting that every facet of life and death was impermanent.
I’d forgotten that in my fight to survive here.
The only law in this world was the law of change. Nothing was permanent. Everything began, endured, and ended.
Eventually, this stolen silent moment of sharing a bed with this terribly gorgeous bookworm would end, and…I mourned it.
I grieved every other moment I’d lived and cursed, valued and unappreciated.
The memory of the caves still haunted me.
The nightmare of dragging Peter still ached in my limbs.
It’d been one of the worst days of my life.
Yet…it was over.
It no longer existed.
But he existed.
I existed.
And we would never have this moment again.
I trembled as I reached out and plucked the book from his frozen fingers.
I didn’t bother looking at the title.
I merely closed it reverently, turned off the booklight, and placed both on my abandoned pillow.
“W-What are you doing?” He croaked in the darkness.
I could barely make out his face. The glow of his uncertain eyes.
The flashing red dots of cameras watched us.
Could they record in pitch blackness?
I hoped not.
Because what I was about to do probably hadn’t been done by any other jewel in the two decades this place had existed.
“Seeing you reading?” My voice came out sultry, husky. Coals simmered in my heart. Embers kindled in my blood. Flames grew hotter, greedier.
Pulling the blanket off his thighs, the faint gleam of his skin appeared. His stomach flexed as I uncovered him. The dark patch of trimmed hair between his legs. And the rapidly swelling erection crawling up his belly. “It’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.”
He coughed and reached for the blankets.
I ripped them to his knees, leaving him as bare as me.
