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“Bad word!” Phoenix yells with glee. I pay up and apologise to both girls.
“Sorry, am I late?”
“No. But I think everyone was as anxious to get here as much as they are reluctant to actually be here,” she replies. Not gonna lie, that statement makes my head hurt. Am I still a bit hungover? A bit drunk? Damn, should have eaten something first.
“Can I have some water?”
“Sure, help yourself, then come through to the dining room. We’re all in there,” she tells me, wandering off towards the playroom with Phoenix.
I follow her instructions and join her at the door to the dining room at the same time. Before she can reach for the handle though, my own hand shoots out to capture hers.
“Look, Raven, I just need you to know that whatever happens today, I’m okay. For me, nothing has changed, okay?”
Tears spring to her eyes but she rapidly blinks them away, nodding at me. She swallows, takes a shaky breath and gives me a wobbly smile.
Once again she reaches for the door, but I feel like she doesn’t really believe me, so without thinking - or maybe just thinking fuck it - I grab her and pull her to me for a searing kiss.
My brain shuts off as I lose myself in her, my hard kiss juxtaposing the softness of her cherry flavoured lips. That’s new; but I really fucking like it. So does my dick, which has stirred to life and is slowly climbing to attention. Fuck, I’ve missed her. The hugs and few kisses we’ve shared aren’t enough. I need to take her to bed and lose myself in her for days...got a lot of lost time to make up for.
The sound of someone approaching the door pulls me from the kiss and I smirk at Raven. Just as the door swings open, I quickly swipe a smear of gloss from the side of her mouth and stick my finger in between my lips for a last taste with a wink.
Yeah, looking at the slight way she wobbles as she enters the room ahead of me, I’d say that got the message over to her, loud and clear.
Charlotte’s Diary
Present Day
I had a nightmare last night, for the first time in ages. I know why: my discussion with Thorn. Reliving the fire and its aftermath through his eyes has stirred up all that pain and guilt again. It was almost unbearable, listening to Thorn talk about it. I wanted to beg him to stop, but I forced myself to listen. I needed to know his pain. I needed to feel it, experience it with him. I’m glad I did. But I wish it hadn’t brought back such vivid memories and nightmares for me. I spent the rest of the night reading, unable to switch off. Every time I closed my eyes, the room was ablaze. I could feel the heat of the flames as if I were the one trapped inside. No. It was much better to keep busy. Stay awake, stay safe.
