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“Eden,” Lucifer says and waits for her to look over her shoulder at him. “We will take down Virgil and get your sister out of there. If you want, she can come stay with you here.”
Silence fills the air around us, a quiet moment of reflection on the series of events that took place today. The only sounds are the crackling fire and Eden’s heavy sigh as her eyes drift shut and she visibly relaxes back into Daemon’s hold.
An incoming message notification on Daemon’s phone breaks through the comfortable silence. He shifts Eden in his arms and digs his phone out of the front pocket of his jeans. “I’ve got to go out for a little while,” he says, stuffing his phone back into his pocket.
Eden sits up and turns to face Daemon. “Thank you for being here today,” she says softly.
Daemon cups her face and pulls her towards him, placing a lingering kiss on her forehead. “We have a lot to talk about, you and I, but not today—soon. Just know there’s nowhere else I’d rather be than by your side.” He places a kiss on Eden’s lips, just a quick peck. Enough to cause a wide smile to cross Eden’s face and bring some of the light back into her eyes.
“I’ll be back as soon as I can,” Daemon says, getting to his feet and heading out the front door.
A long yawn passes through Eden, and her gaze turns faraway. “It’s been a long, exhausting day for all of us. Why don’t I walk you to your room?” I ask, standing and offering her a hand up. Absently, she takes it, and I give her a tug.
She whispers a sleepy goodnight to Lucifer and Edward, who stand waiting for their turn to embrace her.
Edward places a sweet kiss on her cheek and squeezes her tight. She offers him that sad smile she’s come close to perfecting.
Lucifer wraps her up in his arms and devours her mouth with his before pulling away. “Sweet dreams, butterfly.”
A high blush forms on her cheeks, and she turns, wordlessly walking to her room and lying on top of the covers. I climb in front of her and pull her to my side. She snuggles closer, burrowing her face in my chest. Tremors of silent sobs vibrate their way through her body.
I wrap my arms around her and hold her tight.
“I’m sorry,” she cries into my chest. Her guilt is palpable in the air.
“Tell me what you’re feeling,” I tell her, and she sniffs back more tears wanting to escape.
“Guilt.”
Glancing down, my heart breaks in two. Eden’s eyes are closed, and a pained expression sits on her face. “For leaving your sister?” I ask quietly.
Her hands in my shirt fist the material tight. “Yes, and for being happy. Donovan is finally out of commission. I’ve found people who actually care about me, and for the first time in my life, I can look forward to tomorrow.” The last few words are said on a sleepy yawn.
As I run my fingers through her hair, a soft moan slips through her lips. Her body grows heavier against mine, and gradually her breathing evens out.
Lucifer cracks open the door, the low light from the hall illuminating Eden’s sleeping form. The pained expression from earlier has mostly smoothed away, and her breathing is relaxed. Lucifer eyes the empty space on the bed behind Eden. He lies down, tucking in close to her back, effectively pinning her between our bodies then rests a hand on her hip, and his chin on the top of her head.
A moan slips past Eden’s lips, her leg finds the space between mine, and she rolls until she’s half lying on top of me. Lucifer sleepily shifts closer. I relax into the pile of limbs and bodies and close my eyes. Allowing the darkness to draw me under.
“Let me out of your pocket.”
“Let me out of your pocket.”
I force tired, swollen, heavy eyelids to crack open. Squeezing them shut again with a groan. I grab the pillow from under my head and hide my face from the bright sunlight filtering in from my open window.
“Let me out of your pocket.”The happy, light notification voice calls from my nightstand. Who on earth is texting me so damn early?
Wait, weren’t there two other bodies in my bed last night? I sit up quickly and immediately regret that move. My head swims, and my stomach lurches. I pull my legs up, rest my elbows on my knees, and hold my head, giving my temples a gentle squeeze in an attempt to relieve some of the pain.
I glance around my room, looking for any hint of the guys. Nothing, not even a sock is left behind. An ache at waking up alone roots itself in my heart. Did they regret sleeping in here with me? Did I misread everything between us? Maybe they don’t like the idea of sharing, and they want me to choose?
“Let me out of your pocket.”
Shoving the insecure thoughts to the back of my mind, I grab my phone and check the new messages.
Two messages from an unknown number sit in my inbox.
UNKNOWN
