Page 42 of Syrup Syndrome


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“Then you will live here with me. In the house I built for you.”

“Yes.”

His eyes squeeze before opening. “I love you,” he breathes, “You’ll always be with me. This time nobody takes you.”

“They can try but I won’t ever let them.” And I know it deep in my heart, that this time I won’t be letting go.

****

Two weeks later

Flicking my hair over my shoulder, I smooth my hands down my shirt even though I’ve ironed it two times already. I want to look perfect. This is important to me and I feel like I’m going to an audition or a job interview.

Twisting my hands together, I surge into Thane’s office and he sharply looks up as always when I need his attention. He doesn’t do things sluggishly or halfheartedly. He’s always all-in, always there for me.

His grey eyes narrow in on me, skimming with interest even though I’m in more conventional clothes than the ones he got for me when I first came here.

“Does this look okay?” I ask and I’m close to biting off all my nails. “Or should I go and change?”

My shirt is somewhat low cut but its fine since the scar on my collarbone is not as prominent anymore. I’ve been doing everything I can to speed up the healing process because the look in Thane’s eyes whenever he saw it, unnerved me. He kept trying to hide his reaction but I could tell that all he wanted was to do murder again. And so I took care of the mark, to not add any fire to the flame.

“You look lovely,” comes his husky reply and I groan.

“That’s what you always say.”

He lets out a low throaty laugh and flays with his hands. “Because it’s true. What do you want me to do? Lie?”

Sighing, I shake my head. “No. I’m just keen on making a good first impression that’s all.”

“You will. And I bet they’re just as nervous as you are.”

The others from the orphanage are coming today and my skin is buzzing from eagerness. I’ve been running around like crazy the whole day, making sure that everything’s perfect while Thane only watched me with mild interest as if thinking that I’m making a too big deal out of this.

I don’t think that’s fair. It’s not that often that past and future meets. They’re going to stay here and sleep over for a few days and...

“Shoot,” I gasp, looking at Thane with wide eyes. “I forgot to change the bedding in Emily’s room.”

“Don’t worry about it,” he says, “you can do it later.”

Of course he thinks I shouldn’t worry about it. He even laughed at me when he saw that I had placed little mint chocolates on their pillows to make them feel extra welcome. But I like doing that. Maybe because I in some way regret suppressing my past.

If I had fought to keep my memories, then maybe Thane and I would have met sooner. Then again, maybe we met at the perfectly right moment.

“Oh no, I’m doing it now...” I say and I’m about to turn and walk out when he clears his throat and spreads his legs.

“Daphne,” he practically purrs, patting his lap, “do it later.”

My teeth sink into my lip in hesitation. I suppose I can do it later. And right now he wants me to go over to him, which is a lot more appealing to me than changing sheets.

Pulling a hair strand behind my ear, I slowly walk over to him and suddenly I feel a little bit bashful. I tend to feel that way around him sometimes, even though I knew him like the back of my hand during my first years on earth.

But so much time has passed that when I look at him, I see the face of an old friend, a stranger and a lover. Our relationship evolved so fast that we still have a lot to discover about each other and it’s exciting. Every day when I wake up next to him it gives me the shivers because I always discover something new about him.

He reads more than anybody I know and rapidly plows through books. He hates it when we have dinner out and loves it when we have dinner at home. He rarely unwinds but when he does, he does it by hauling me on top of him and asking me to ride him.

First slow, then fast and then so frantic that we lose track of time and space.

We haven’t really talked about kids, since it’s a sensitive subject for the both of us but eventually we’ll start a family.Eventually. For now, we’re just enjoying each other.

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