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I miss him.
So much.
“Why do you look sad?” Max asks, reaching for my face. When he makes contact with my skin, I feel it everywhere. “Someone like you shouldn’t be so sad.”
“Someone like me?”
“Yes… beautiful.” I take his words in and want to hold them close. He gives me things that Grim does not. But I still feel something for Grim that’s beyond my control.
I want to kiss him.
I want him to want me again.
“I lost someone, and this spot reminds me of them,” I tell him. “Why did you want a moment with me?”
“So I can do this.”
He leans down and doesn’t give me a moment to think of anything else as his lips descend upon mine. They don’t slam into me in unbridled passion. Instead, they are gentle and giving. He tastes me before I feel his tongue slide between my lips, tangling with mine in a languid exploration. I fist my hands in his shirt and pull myself to him, feeling his strength as he wraps an arm around my waist. When our bodies are flush, one of his hands skirts up my back, holding me to him at my nape. We dance with kisses as fire dances with water—it’s exciting and new, and if you get too close, you may feel a burn, but what an intoxicating burn it would be.
When he pulls back, I feel his reluctance to let me go.
“I wanted to be able to kiss you without the high,” he says, kissing my cheek before he walks off, leaving me standing alone under a tree.
It’s not pink or purple like his world.
But it sure is beautiful.
ChapterTen
It’s late when I finally make my way back to the group. All of Max’s people are surrounding a large fire. Some stand off in the distance while others eat whatever food they are supplied.
When I pass Max, I can feel his eyes on me, but I don’t meet his gaze. I maintain my path to John’s home.
Pushing the door open, I hear a girl squeal, followed by a loud cry.
“Tamika, come here.” A little bundle runs toward me and then stops. She smiles up at me, and I bend down to her. “Hello.” Her cheeks go red in the sweetest blush. Tamika’s rosy cheeks remind me of Tatiana’s.
“Oh, you are back. Good. Pick that evil child up and join me for dinner.” I smile down at Tamika and offer her my hands. She thinks about it and, before I can pull away thinking she doesn’t want a stranger to pick her up, she jumps, and I just manage to catch her.
“You look just like your mama,” I coo, smiling at her as we walk into the kitchen. She giggles and pulls my hair.
“Same color as ours,” I tell Tatiana.
“She keeps me on my toes, that one.” Tatiana’s cooking on the stove and it makes my stomach grumble.
“That smells good,” I comment, walking to the table and sitting down, still holding little Tamika in my arms.
“I’m cooking the best for you. Does your king want to join us?” She wiggles her brows. John walks in and heads straight to Tatiana, kissing her cheek before he squeezes her hip and turns to us. He strides over, and Tamika reaches for him.
“He seems like a good king. His people respect him,” John says, and I can only nod. “Your lips are red.” He smirks.
“You kissed him? Is that the first time?” Tatiana gasps, abandoning her food and walking over to me.
“No, I was high on power the first time.”
“Wow, okay. So why did he kiss you, then?”
I touch my lips.
