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A moment of silence passed between us, and it was somehow both peaceful and tense at the same time. “You know we don’t have to do this, Velvet. I don’t have to see you to know that I love you, or that I’ll do everything I can to make you happy for the rest of our lives. I’ll find a way to come to terms with it.”

“You’re perfect the way you are,” I told him, without a shred of question in my voice. “I don’t care whether or not you can see me. But youwantto see, remember? You’ve told me that so many times.”

It was the same question I’d asked him a dozen times in the two months we’d spent helping the wind fae—and he gave the same answer he’d given just as often. “I do.”

“Don’t sound so guilty about it. If I were in your shoes, I would’ve dragged you here months ago,” I teased him, to lighten the mood.

His lips curved upward, though his expression was a bit sad. “I just wish I could change my situation without putting you at risk.”

I stepped in front of him, lifting my arms to wrap around his neck. “There’s risk in everything, Odin. Even when you fall asleep at night, there’s always a chance you might get dragged into a fantasy world and put in the arms of a bossy fae man who could declare you his soulmate.”

He laughed. “I suppose so.”

“Don’t suppose. Know.” I went up on my tiptoes, and he tilted his head down to kiss me, taking my face between his hands. Despite the way he held me, the kiss was a soft, barely-there one that we’d been incapable of a few months ago.

Now, every brush of our lips made me feel important.

And loved; really loved.

“Ready?” he murmured to me.

“So ready.” I bit his bottom lip, and he grinned at me—a wide, happy grin that made me feel like I had to be the luckiest woman in the world.

Hell, in two worlds.

“You’re not going to leave me when my thoughts and emotions aren’t all sunshine and roses, right?” I asked him.

His grin widened. “Something tells me I’ll come to live for your sarcastically negative mind, Velvet.”

A laugh escaped me. “I hope so.”

He kissed me, and then tugged me toward the bustling city behind us. I took it in as we approached. It was simple and sturdy, and the noise of the people living their lives made me feel like it was probably a happy place to live.

Unlike the fear in the eyes of the fae back in the cliff city, these earth fae lit up when they saw Odin. Some nodded respectfully. Others bowed. Many grinned, and waved. A few came up to hug him—kids in particular.

It made me feel warm, seeing the way they loved him. He deserved that, and so much more.

Odin stopped to ask someone for directions to the lunar fae’s house—something that made me grin, because of all those jokes about men and asking directions back on Earth. The man Odin asked pointed us toward a house on the edge of the city, and after we thanked him, we headed that way.

“I’m nervous,” I whispered to Odin, as we approached the house.

“I am too,” he admitted, tugging on my hand to pull me closer.

We stepped up to the door a few minutes later, and Odin knocked lightly.

It swung open, and a tired-looking woman with pale skin, dark hair, and deep circles under her eyes answered it without a word.

She looked me up and down, then did the same to Odin. Not checking us out; analyzing us.

“Hello,” Odin said pleasantly. “I’m Quake.”

She sighed, and opened the door. “You have the money, I’m assuming?”

“We do.”

“Let’s get this over with.”

I bit back a snort, and found Odin grinning when I looked at him.

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