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But now, with nothing in the way, I can’t stop myself from raking my eyes over her non-stop. Imagining how she would feel, how she would taste, and how she would cry out beneath me. The way her cheeks keep a constant blush tells me she can feel my stares, but she’s enjoying it too much to tell me to stop. Which then leaves her flustered under my attention and I like it.
As the car comes to a stop, I shake my head at the driver before I exit the vehicle, quickly rushing around the back to open her door. There’s curiosity in her eyes and a smirk on her face that she can’t hide, so I make sure to remove any uncertainty that hangs in the air with the one thing I’m good at… being funny.
Stepping back slightly, I swipe my hand out to the side as I bend at the waist. “Ma’am,” I purr, slowly moving my hand to take hers. I grin when I feel her delicate touch against mine, but my smile widens even further when I hear her soft chuckle.
Mission accomplished.
Before she can get a chance to step away, I pull her into my side, kicking the door shut behind me as I take off toward the building, my arm firmly around her shoulders as she tries to keep up with my long strides.
Once we’re inside, I slow my pace, glancing down at her as we make our way through the lobby, operating the portal system from memory since I can’t take my eyes off her. Stepping through the billowing smoke, we arrive on the ninth floor a second later. There’s a shy grin on her lips as she tucks her hair behind her ear again, but I instantly notice the moment her brows pinch together.
“What’s wrong?” I stop in place, not caring who is around us as I turn to face her.
I see her consider her response for a moment, twisting her lips before she releases a small smile. “Both times I’ve walked in here, that woman has stared me down like I kicked her kid in the face or something. Is there something on my face or am I missing the point?”
My gaze shifts to Greta’s for a split second, watching at the last second as her glare turns into a smile, before looking back at Harmonia. If she’s missing the point, then so am I, and I haven’t got time to be confused by any miscommunications.
With my next move in mind, I grab Harmonia’s hand and move toward the desk with a tight smile on my face.
“Talon, how are you this morning?” Greta’s voice is high pitched as she rises from her seat and I can’t help but notice the fact that she’s avoiding looking at Harmonia.
“I’m fantastic since Harmonia is here with me,” I say with a smile, placing a gentle kiss on Harmonia's temple before I wave my hand between them. “Harmonia, this is Greta, our assistant and organizer of all the things.” I keep my tone light and my choice of words lighthearted as I continue. “Greta, this is Harmonia…” I stall, not knowing how to describe her and the importance she has in my life since words don’t come close to doing it justice, but my filter doesn’t get the memo, completing my sentence for me. “She’s the one.”
The one?What the fuck does that even mean?
I want to carve my own fucking eyeballs out right now. That is until I see the way Harmonia looks up at me with huge eyes and her mouth slightly open in surprise.
Greta clears her throat, interrupting the stare off between Harmonia and I, before she speaks. “Do I need to know who she is or will this change again next week?”
My venomous gaze spins to her, anger burning beneath the surface of my skin as I tighten my hold on Harmonia’s hand. Shaking my head, I force myself to take a deep breath. The last thing I need is Alexi hearing a commotion out here and getting involved.
Leaning against the desk that stands between us, I keep my voice low, but that only seems to make my rage vibrate around us even more violently. “Bitchy doesn’t suit you,” I bite, feeling Harmonia squeeze my fingers in response as I slam my palm down on the desk before pointing a finger at her. “Get used to her presence, Greta. You’ll be leaving before she does.”
I manage to keep it at that as I storm from the desk, pulling Harmonia along with me as I aim for my office. I expect Harmonia to try and loosen her grip on my hand and take a step back, but to my surprise, her hold only tightens and her other hand lifts up to squeeze my bicep.
“I’m going nowhere, huh?” There’s a hint of a giggle in her whisper that catches me by surprise, and when I turn to look at her, I find a smile running from ear to ear.
“You heard me,” I grunt, the corner of my mouth tipping up in response even though my blood is still boiling.
Our conversation is paused as I use my magic to unlock my door and wave her inside, making sure to shut it behind me without looking back. Snapping my fingers, the office lights up and I watch as Harmonia takes in the carnage that is my space.
It’s nothing like the conference room we were in yesterday and I try to see the clutter through her eyes. There's a table littered with papers in the middle of the room, a cork board that takes up the entire wall ahead—red string runs across the entire thing sporadically, connecting the images and documents pinned to the board—while cabinets line the remaining walls and a small green fire burns in the corner.
There are no windows, no chairs, no sense of joy. I’m the avenger of murder, after all, and this room is dripping with death.
“This is… something,” she murmurs under her breath, spinning on the spot as she takes it all in. I shrug in response even though she’s not looking at me.
“Killing people isn’t casual or neat.” My words are a little more blunt than necessary but she doesn’t seem to react to my tone.
When she finally turns to look at me again, there’s a hint of something in her eyes that I can’t quite place. “Are you happy here?”
Her question surprises me, making my whole body tingle in response as I consider the actual depth of her words. Am I happy here? Fuck. I don’t think anyone has ever asked that.
Taking a step toward her, I offer a small smile. “Before or after you arrived?” The blush that creeps over her cheeks makes my heart soar, but when she cocks her brow a moment later, I know I’m not being let off from answering the question. Releasing a heavy breath, I eliminate the rest of the space that lingers between us. “I thought I was happy here, then you arrived.” I can hear my pulse ringing in my ears as I speak, being completely honest and open with someone for the first time in… six years. “And now… I want to explore other kinds of happiness and each and every one of them involves you.”
Her chest heaves with every breath just like me, her eyes searching mine like she can see all the way into my soul. And I let her.
“Is that so?” Her hands lift, caressing my chest over my heart as I nod like a fool in response.
“Yeah. So, we’re going out tonight.”
“We are?” Harmonia’s eyes widen in surprise, my own likely doing the same since I have no idea where the fuck that came from, but I continue to nod at her. When an idea forms in my mind I can’t help but run with it, and here we are, running faster than I thought I could. Now I just need to figure out all of the details, but at this moment I simply smile at the woman before me, kissing her forehead again, unable to stop myself.
“We are.”
