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He dips his head and steals my lips and I just give in. It’s impossible to fight the pull he has on me, and at this moment, I don’t want to.
We kiss for what seems like hours, tongues stroking and teeth nipping. Only, this time, it’s not urgent or leading up to sex.
Once we break apart, we don’t go to the bedroom. We don’t tear each other’s clothes off.
We just stay in that position, with my head on his lap as we watch Agatha Christie.
And it feels peaceful.
Right.
At least, until my demons demand that I leave.
For now, I just soak in his presence and do what I excel at.
Pretend that everything is okay.
20
NIKOLAI
“Let’s start a fucking war!”
That’s what I shouted this morning, to which everyone rolled their eyes as if I was being unreasonable, when the fact is, we should’ve started this war two weeks ago, after those fucker Serpents thought it was a good idea to attack our home.
But I’m cool. I can roll with it.
Lie, fucking liar.
Except for a little arson and chucking one of their cars down a cliff, I didn’t get much action.Fine. So Jer did give me a few targets to eliminate and I go to the fight club like my life depends on it.
But none of that is enough for the war machine brewing inside me.
It might also have to do with other particular circumstances that I can’t seem to fucking understand anymore.
Instead of giving us what we all need—the war—Jer told me to calm down, and Kill said it would be better if he takes me on a walk, to which I replied that I’m not his fucking dog.
Still, we walk down the island’s cobbled streets, throughout the old town, attracting more attention than necessary. Or more like, I do, even though I put a shirt on, for fuck’s sake.
“You need to stop glaring at anyone who looks at you,” Kill says with his usual calm, looking every bit the dignified gentleman that he most definitely is not.
“Maybe they need to stop looking at me.” I snarl at a lady who keeps walking and glancing behind her.
She runs inside one of the stores as if her ass is on fire.
“Jeez, Niko. Way to scare the locals.”
“This is dumb. Let’s go to the fight club, where I can beat you the fuck up.”
“Pass. I’m meeting my Glyn and I can’t suffer from a black eye.”
I stare at him with mock disbelief. “Are you telling me your girl is more important than me? Your cousin with whom you grew up?”
“Why is that a question? Of course she is.”
“Kill, you motherfucking—”
“Oh, please. Quit the dramatics. You already have someone who’s more important than us.”
