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Ava

My eyes flutter open, and I stir.

I stir awake from a deep slumber, but I see it’s dark outside. A hand caresses the flat of my stomach, and I tilt my head up to see Vincent watching me.

He’s lying on his side, and I’m cocooned in his arms.

I can’t remember us going to bed. I can’t remember falling asleep either.

I hate crying myself to sleep.

He eases himself up onto his elbow and looks at me. He’s taken off his shirt, and there’s a bandage going around his waist.

“Oh my God…” I gasp when I see it.

He looks down at himself and shakes his head. “It looks worse than it feels. I’m wearing it for Marguerite’s benefit. She insisted. It’ll be gone by morning.” He gives me a little smile.

“Did you break something when we fell?”

“Maybe.”

“We should go to the hospital.”

He reaches for my face. “Bellezza, I don’t do hospitals. I hate them, and I avoid them if I can. My philosophy is, if I can move, then I can move. I’m fine. Stupid question, but I’m gonna ask it all the same. Are you okay?”

I shake my head. “No… I don’t think so, Vincent.”

“Talk to me, baby.”

“No. You should be… you shouldn’t be next to me.” He knows my secrets now.

“I don’t want to be anywhere else than next to you,” he says, stroking the edge of my jaw.

“Even after what—” He doesn’t let me finish. He moves forward and kisses me.

He kisses me in such a sensual way that it fades the worries from my mind, just like always and so much more in this moment.

I kiss him back as he holds me.

“We’re those people from the coffee shop again, Ava. None of the things that happened today happened. We’re in bed, and we’re that couple. That’s what this is. We don’t need to be at The Dark Odyssey to live the fantasy. We’re here. Will you come with me?” He speaks against my lips, and my soul vibrates with the luxuriated sensation of him.

I imagine it. In that version of us, I’m happy and he’s holding me. We’re here, and I couldn’t love him any more than I do right now.

“Yes…” I whisper.

“What should we do? What to do you want me to do?” he asks.

I pull back slightly and run my fingers over his jaw, holding his gaze so I don’t break the fantasy and slip back into the darkness of the real world.

“Tell me, baby. I see it in your eyes.”

“Make love to me, Vincent.”

“Make love? Now, that’s another fantasy I have, Ava… where you give me your heart and soul. Is that what you want?”

“You have them, Vincent. You have me. My heart, body, and soul are all yours.”

As he comes to my lips once more, I melt. I dissolve and soften at the feel of his hard lips on mine.

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