When he touchesher hip, she kicks himagain.
He grunts, ready to leave her, and I call out, “I won’t get married without her!”
He glaresat me butdoesn’tcomment.Gritting his teeth, he turns to her again.
“Do not make me gas the fucking vent,” hesaysas he dodgesanother kick.
Her legs start to shake,soI’mpretty sure she’sgetting tired.Maybe in an hour or so, she’lllet him grab her.I look around the room.“Shall I get somemassageoil?”I ask,wondering if they’re at least cultured enough to have that.
Or maybe a book to read.Iamabsolutely certain thisisgoing to take a while.
Glancingdownat me, he scowls.His face twistsinto an ugly mess, and I instinctivelytakea step back.Feeling the burn of my cheeks, I raisemy hands to my face to cool them down.
“Sorry,” I whisper, but it’sdrowned out by his curse.
“For fuck’s sake.We don’t have time for this.”Ignoring thesharp kick of her legs, he grabsone ankle and then the other.His wings flapping fast behind him, he powersback and pulls.
She slipsstraight out.He fumblesin the air, clearly not having expected it to bethateasy.As sheswingslow, her head aiming for the ground, he tossesherupinto the airand wrapshis arms around the back of her kneesbefore she can fall again.Heholdsher tightly against him.
Fabia’shead liesbetween his legs.She cranes her neck to glare at me.
Grinning broadly, Itakea step back.
Without a word, Nicholasswingsher in his arms so hecancradle her against his chest.He flies down gently.Shedoesn’ttell him thank you when he putsher on the ground.
Rude.
My armstwitchingawkwardly at my sides, I decideto break the tension.“So… period pains, am I right?They can make even the sanest person do crazy things.”
“She’s not on her period!”
“I’m not on my period!”
Theyyellat the same time.
Holding my hands up, I back away.“Thank gods for that.You two are crazy enough.”
Shemarches towardsme, but before shecansaya word, Nicholas cutsin, “Walk.No more wasting time.”
“Okay, okay,”I say.
Clenching his teeth,hegesturestowards the doorway.I grab myblueslip as I walk past and pull it over my head.Stepping over the splintereddoor, I enterthe hall.I turn around to ask Fabia if she’llbe my maid of honour.She already agreed fourteen years ago, but I’msoexcited,I haveto ask again.
I’m aboutto get married.
To a hot hunk of a man.
And then we’regoing to havesex.
Yes, please!
Thirteen
A fairy never goes back on their word.
Even if it takes multiple lifetimes to uphold.-KingRichard
“Are you really not going to go to your own wedding?”Jace pestersfor the umpteenth time.If Ididn’towe him my life, I would’ve killed him for this.
