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“I’m trying to figure out if you’re insulting me or if you really think I’m a witch.” I tip my head to the side. “Either way, I need to find a way back to Earth. Home.”
“Earth?”
I nod with all the confidence in the world and like I’m not completely panicking on the inside. “Now you’re catching on. You live here... whatever planet this is. I live on Earth.”
“You sound so serious.” Suspicion colors his features and floods through my body.
I really hate this bond thing.
Throwing my hands up in frustration, I lose some of that collected calm I’d gathered. “I amveryserious.”
“But you’re a witch. My father sent you. This bond is fake.”
Oh look, there goes the rest of my sanity, scattering across the stone floor like marbles. “Will you stop talking about your dad for two minutes and listen to what I’m telling you? I’m NOT a witch. I’m human. I’m from Earth. You’re a giant ogre!”
“You think I’m giant?” he asks with a pleased smile, chest puffing.
“I need you to focus. Edgar is depending on me.”
“Who is this Edgar you speak of?” His navy irises flash with menace and the bond pulls tight as displeasure—his jealousy—crashes over me with stomach churning force. For someone who doesn’t want a mate, he sure is possessive.
I don’t like that he can make me feel things. I don’t like that I’m here and not home. My pulse races and my muscles tighten, ready to flee whenever I say the word. I push some of that discontent down the link between us and a deep, rumbling growl of frustration wraps around me and I get another flood of his fist clenching irritation.
I curl my legs beneath me and crawl to the edge of the bed, glaring at him as the towel shifts and slips off my shoulder. “Stop. Doing. That.”
“Stop. Being. Frustrating,” he returns.
Taking a steadying breath, I wait a moment before asking, “Are you going to help me find a way home or not?”
“Not,” he grunts.
“Unbelievable. You’d think with all your daddy issues you’d want to get rid of me since I’m supposedly here at his bidding.” I huff and sit back, shaking my head. “What kind of father would send a witch and ask her to fall from the air and land on top of you?”
“My cock you mean.” His lips twitch and a tickle of yearning strokes over me.
Heat licks my cheeks. “Don’t say cock.”
One of his eyebrows notches up his forehead. “Why not?”
“Because,” I say.
“Hmm. You make a compelling argument.”
“Because,” I begin again, “That’s not how you speak to a lady.”
The onyx eyebrow arches even higher. “You’rea lady?”
“Yes,” I say quickly. “And I have things to do on Earth. So if you could help me, maybe drive me to the nearest transport station, that would be great.” I don’t know how magic works, but if I can get here, there must be a way to get back to Earth.
“Drive?”
“No cars,” I say with a nod and drop my gaze. “Of course, there aren’t any cars.” Probably no phones either. Wi-Fi? Doubtful. Rolling my bottom lip between my teeth, I worry it and try to keep my heart from racing.
Orcus’ big hand suddenly grips my chin.
My eyes lift to meet his as he uses his thumb to free my lip. He smooths his finger over it, and I inhale, breathing in the musk of his scent. Leaning closer, his eyes bore into mine. There are specks of light blue in the depths of his irises, like pretty stars coming to life in the night sky. Another wave of heady possessiveness crashes into me.
Tipping his head to the side, he searches my face. “You’re not a witch, are you?”
