I look over at Torin and then around at the devastation caused to his land by mere minutes with them here.
Torin must notice what I’m looking at because he says, “What I learned long ago is that we can aways rebuild. No one was hurt. And your decision was for the best. I’m happy to see that you’re beginning to gain control over your power. I bet your horse helped that.”
“He definitely didn’t,” I grumble as I glance over at the horse still watching me.
“He definitely might have.”
“Thank you for saving my life… what I did was really risky and if it weren’t for you…” I think about how close I came to dying. “Thank you.”
“Of course. I would do anything for you, you know that,” Torin says as he pulls me in and kisses my forehead before sliding his hand into mine. “Do you want to ride back?”
“How about we walk?” I suggest.
“I will always choose the option that’ll allow me to spend more time with you.”
“Do you ever just… feel exhausted thinking about all we need to do? We need to find Conquest, start a new city, protect all these people, learn how to use our powers, save a realm from War, stop a god…”
“Learn how to ride a horse,” Torin tosses in.
“We can skip that one.”
“Have a lot of sex.”
“I’m glad that’s up there with saving multiple worlds and stopping a god.”
“Right? It’s rather important.”
“I’m exhausted just thinking about it.”
“Let’s go on our honeymoon.”
I look over at him and grin as I hug Kit to me before setting her on the ground so she can run. “We’re not even married.”
“We’ve already joined the mile-high club; marriage sounds like a good next step.”
That makes me laugh, and it’s like a weight lifts off me just because he’s here. “Umm… I think we never actually accomplished that, but if you reading porn on an airplane makes you feel close to it, then sure.”
“‘Sure’ as in we’re getting married?”
“Usually people know each other more than a few weeks before getting married, but I guess we haven’t done anything the usual way so far, have we?”
“We can be Torin, God of War and Love and Lover of Riley, and Riley, Lover of Torin, God of War and Love and Lover of Riley.”
“Oh yes, we should have those printed on our wedding invites. I should have my name officially changed.”
“I concur,” Torin says.
I brush against his shoulder while I squeeze his hand. “How about we check a few things off our list first and then we’ll talk about marriage, okay?”
“Can we have sex on every surface until then?”
“I don’t see why we wouldn’t.”
Torin nods, quite pleased. “Perfect.”
“Why didn’t you tell me you could shoot lightning down from the sky?”
“Because I wanted you to witness it and be so turned on that your pants exploded from your body,” he says.
