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“Really?”
She opened her mouth, then closed it. She abandoned some internal battle as she finally nodded. “Really. Not because I loved him but because I wanted to dangle him in my ex's face. Not because I loved my ex, either, but because I wanted to prove to him that he didn’t break me like he thought he did. It was a silly motivation.”
“A good motivation,” he corrected. “I would have been way more petty.”
“You’re a Fae,” she pointed out. “You guys are petty.”
“Truer words have never been spoken. Did you regret the magical pact?”
“No.”
“That’s the spirit.” A dreadful feeling slithered in, wiping his smirk away. “Is the dragon your husband now?”
“No. My oldest sister was opposed to it and tried to stop it. She ended up marrying him to protect me and…” A small smile played on her lips. “They’re still together now. And thriving. It’s crazy how things work out.”
“It is,” he murmured, watching that smile. His fingers itched, so he crossed his arms tighter. “Tell me another secret.”
She raised a brow, and he knew she wanted to point out that the game didn’t work that way. Then she sighed.
“I hadn’t felt good about myself until I slept with the pirate. Or ex-pirate. He made me understand that sex can be casual, and that I don't have to be engaged to someone to enjoy it...something that I always judged my sister about, but now I regret that.”
He didn’t say a word, understanding the mood had shifted and she was sharing something that came from the deepest part of her. A craving started in his stomach, clutching at the confession greedily and wanting more of it.
“I might not see her,” she continued. “I might not be able to tell her that she's one of the bravest people I know for looking outside the box and defying convention.”
“I can't wait to meet this sister of yours.”
“You would like her. You suit her personality.”
Her smile turned wistful. Instinctively, his hand reached out as he pushed off the wall and leaned toward her.
“You will see her,” he said firmly. “I’m getting us out of here if it’s the last thing I do. Do you trust me?”
“I…think I do.” Hope shone in her green eyes, one solely for him. There was another smile, more open than the last and making his pulse race. “We’re getting out of here.”
“Yes. The moment the rain stops.”
“Hmm. Rick?”
“What?”
“It’s your turn to tell me a secret.”
He scanned through his mind, aware that he had too many secrets in his hands and a too-messy life that shouldn’t be tainting hers. But it was only fair.
“All those things you heard about Fae are true. We are manipulative, greedy, and dangerous. We have the skills that most assassins could only dream of, including hired witches and warlocks. Even vampires, however much they hate us, know better than to cross us.”
“That’s not a secret,” she protested softly. “But you’re not that to me.”
Oh, this woman and her trust were going to kill him. He shook his head. “You don’t understand. Us and vampires, we used to have this age-old war that killed hundreds. Thousands.”
“And you weren’t in that war,” she argued, face rosy with triumph when he didn’t contradict her statement. “I’m not judging you on generalization but how you treated me here—and don’t you dare tell me I’m wrong.”
“I’m a failure in Fae standards, Em.”
“You’re not a failure to me. And I have very high standards.”
He closed his mouth. Something inside him shifted again, as the witch who didn’t know him too well threw her prejudice out the window and offered him words that soothed his soul.
