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Yet as I go down the stairs of the mansion I share with my brother, cousins, and friend Remi, I’m hit with how I felt when I took these stairs up last night.
Or early this morning.
Fuck, it’s only been a couple of hours since Nikolai dropped me off near the house. On his motorbike.
I wish I didn’t remember much after the colossal lack of judgment on my part, but I do. Painfully so.
He removed his shirt, which I’m sure he didn’t want to be wearing in the first place, and used it to clean us up before he dragged me to where he’d parked his motorbike.
Me on a motorbike? Not in this lifetime.
But that logic apparently doesn’t apply to the smashed version of me, because I totally rode on that bike and had to stop myself from holding onto his shoulders for dear life.
Nikolai was grinning like an idiot when I hopped off on unsteady feet and swayed on my way to the mansion, muttering a thanks that I’m not sure he heard.
I certainly heard his “Sweet dreams, lotus flower.”
Sweet.Like fuck they were.
I rub the fine hairs on the back of my head as I exit through the gate. I didn’t warm up properly, but I couldn’t care less. I just need this energy gone.
Immediately.
I run down my learned path, relishing the feel of gravel crunching under my feet and the music blaring in my ears. My lungs expand with every breath, drawing in clean air.
This is my zone.
I’m fine.
Perfectly okay.
In control—
A large figure cuts in front of me and I try to stop, but it’s too late and I awkwardly crash into him.
My chest takes the shock, my AirPods fall from my ears, and my senses flood with the very distinctive smell of mint, clover, and hellish damnation.
Strong arms envelop my waist, and I can feel the rumble of his chest against mine as he chuckles. “Morning to you as well, lotus flower. I didn’t realize you missed me so much in such a short time.”
“I…did not.” I step away from him.
“Hey, you were the one who hugged me just now.”
“Ifell.”
“Tomayto, tomahto.” He grins in the same way he did yesterday as he watched me tuck my tail between my legs and walk up to my place.
In a trance.
Lost.
But that’s not me today.
I cross my arms and glare at him. “What are you doing here?”
“What does it look like I’m doing?” He motions at his usual half-naked state—black shorts and Nike shoes. “I’ll be your running buddy.”
“I don’t want one.”
