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"Pure black," he announced.
"Oh," I replied, thinking for a moment. He pulled his hands away, and I turned to look at him. "What color are they now?"
"The usual purple-green," Hunter commented.
I shrugged, not seeming like it was a big deal. "Must have been my magic. Spooking him worked," I said proudly, feeling immensely satisfied.
He deserved it. I was far kinder to him than I should have.
Hunter didn't look please and took a step forward. He reached out to cradle my face in his hold.
"Celestia. Are you SURE you are okay? You aren't feeling weird?" Hunter pressed.
"I'm fine, Hunter." I gave him a small smile and patted his hands with my own. "I just really need coffee and to make sure Theo's okay."
He stared at me for a good fifteen seconds before he nodded and pulled me into a hug. "Alright, if you say so," he whispered.
I hugged him tightly, loving how warm he was. "Blessed Love, don't worry. Vincent doesn't scare me."
"I know," he replied. "I'm more worried about you."
"Why? Aside from my lack of sleep and coffee, I feel really good," I assured him, leaning back to peer into his worried eyes.
He sighed and gave me a single kiss. "As long as you're okay, that's all that matters to me." He gave me a small smile. "Now go check on Theo. I'll get you a coffee and something to eat seeing as I think it will take Vincent and the others a long time to be back from getting us the finest coffee, food, and milkshakes at eight in the morning."
I giggled. "Thank you," I purred and tugged at his lower lip before giving him a deep kiss. We broke apart and he nodded, pressing a kiss to my forehead before he turned around and headed out the door.
"I'm impressed you didn't tell him I was here."
I glanced to my right to see Odion relaxed against the kitchen table, a steaming cup of coffee in his hand.
With a sigh, I walked over to him.
"You shouldn't be lingering in the shadows and trying to give people heart attacks. You aren't a vampire," I commented and stood in front of him.
It was hard not to glance at the cup of coffee in his hand, the rich scent taunting my nose. I could tell just by the aroma there was milk in it, and I wished I could drink it.
Odion sighed; his almost white-lilac eyes softened as he offered me the cup.
I beamed, took it without a second thought, and grinned at him. "Thanks."
"I feel you are forgetting I'm your enemy."
"Only if you didn't offer me coffee. This can be a temporary peace offering," I replied and stared at the cup of light brown liquid with happiness. "How much sugar?"
"Three."
"Perfect."
"You have a sweet tooth."
"You sound as if you don't have one too, Mr. Three Sugars," I countered and took a long sip of my newly claimed coffee.
"Something's wrong with you."
I sighed in relief at the lingering taste of the hot liquid and stared at him. "What do you mean? Because I like sweet coffee like you?"
"No." His eyes scanned me from head to toe.
