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“I’ll be right by your side, no matter what happens. I just didn’t think there was anything you were afraid of.”
“Urgh.” She groaned, there was nothing worse than having to admit when you’d fucked up. “I really don’t want to leave this room. I know we need to, and I definitely should apologize to the guys for being such a bitch. I swear, I’m usually not so judgy.”
“I feel a but is coming?” He stroked his hands up and down her arms soothingly until she turned and buried her face into his chest.
“But, I just want to stay here with you while the world melts away and goes and fucks right off. Just us in this bubble, no more drama, no more assholes, no more stress. Just for a little bit longer. I know we can’t. I can already feel the tension in this place rising. Something’s coming. There’s no way the Fates or the Almighty would give us a break just yet. Not when it’s just getting to the good part. Ya know?”
“I want that too, Jez. I want it so much. I feel it too, though. Plus, I’m pretty sure you’d rather have some real food instead of the MRE’s Balthazar packed us. Trust me, they taste like ass. As for the guys down stairs, it’ll be okay. I’m sure once we explain you only just went through your final angel manifestation for your wings and full power, you’re still going through it actually, and that your hormones are still out of whack, they’ll understand. Not completely sure Grimm will forgive you, but at least Rian probably will.”
Jezzie snatched herself free of Nithe’s arms, her face incredulous, sparks glittered in her gaze.
“Did you seriously just call me hormonal? I’m not some bitch in heat, you know. I’m actually holding it all together pretty damn well, all things considered. Do you know how fucking insulting it is for a guy to tell a woman she’s just being hormonal?” she declared angrily.
Nithe backed up slowly, hands up in surrender.
“Hey, no offense, a stór, you’re actually doing a hell of a lot better job of holding it together than I did, and I didn’t have all these extra stressors either. During my manifestation I had zero control over my inner bitch. Probably why I called my mother and stepfather intolerable worthless assholes. On the other hand, they kind of are, so . . .” he shrugged casually.
Jezzie didn’t miss the hurt behind his eyes at the mention of his mother. Her self-righteous misplaced anger deflated like a whoopie cushion as she ran forward and jumped into his arms, her legs and arms wrapped around him tightly. Whereupon she promptly burst into tears.
Fucking hormones.
Nithe was amazing. Truly amazing. He held her in his arms and whispered sweet nothings as she oscillated between tears, anger, hysterical laughter, and even self-pity. She didn’t know how long it took, but eventually she settled in his arms. Emotionally wrung out, yet calm in a way she’d not felt in a very long time. There was something still missing but she knew she was on her way home.
His thoughts and feelings spoke to hers. Her shadows had been playing a game of chaotic homicidal thoughts within her and she hadn’t even paid them any mind. So absorbed in surviving recent events. Still, in Nithe’s arms, even they settled, as if trying to snuggle closer to his warmth.
“Come on, Jez, let’s head downstairs and find some food. I’m pretty sure the gorgons in the hallway can hear your stomach growling by now.” He chuckled.
“I am starving. Let’s go before I lose my nerve . . . Thank you, Ni, for putting up with my crazy, and bringing me back to the now. I . . . I love you.”
“I love you, too, Jezzie, and I always will. Have no doubts about that.”
“Strangely enough, my love, there is nary a doubt to be found.”
Jezzie was absolutely ravenous by the time they left the privacy of their room. Another round of intense lovemaking had definitely added to her appetite. Not just for food, either. The bond was stronger.
Voices from the dining hall drew their attention. The sounds of jocular ribbing and camaraderie slowed her steps, her hesitation not unnoticed by Nithe as he rubbed soothing circles on her back.
“You are not a coward, Jez. Yes, you were rude, but you are stronger than your distaste of being wrong. The faster you do this, the faster we eat,” Nithe coaxed, warm breath bathing the shell of her ear.
Shoulders back, spine straight, she strode forward into the room beyond the dining doors. Silence. Nothing but light breathing and silence, that’s what greeted them. All eyes on her, including the pissy gorgon from earlier.
“Look guys, I’m really sorry for my shitty attitude earlier. I know it’s no excuse, but Nithe assures me it’s completely to do with some residual energy or something from my final manifestation and stuff. Please know, I’m not normally a judgy bitch.”
“The change for any species can do some crazy shit to your hormones, that’s for sure. No idea what it’s like for an angel but I can only imagine it’s the same. Apology accepted,” Theus pronounced, his features both soft, yet clinically appraising at the same time.
“You may accept . . .”
“Accepted by everyone, Grimm.”
Power pulsed from the statement, not that it really had any effect on anyone but the gorgons, who slithered into the corners of the room.
“Fine, if it means so much to you, Theus. I don’t have to like it, but I accept it. If she’s a bitch to Tana, though? All bets are off.”
“Deal.”
Well, that was unanimous. Good to know. Whoever this Tana chick was, she was important to them.
The food smelled amazing. Jezzie’s stomach growled so loud Rian actually choked on his food. Spluttering and cursing, as Dair went to slap him on the back.
