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"What was that?" I ask her.
She pulls away just enough so that I can make out the words.
"I'm not sure I like the nickname," she says in barely more than a whisper.
"What nickname?"
"You called me 'sweets.'"
"Oh," I reply. "Sorry. It's just a thing I say to girls sometimes."
"I don't want to just be another girl," she whispers and my heart does a weird, clenchy thing.
"What is it you want, Raven?"
"To feel special to somebody."
"You're special to me," I can't help but say back to her.
"Then I don't want to be just another 'sweets,'" she replies, closing her eyes.
I dare to roll on top of her and she opens her eyes. I'm looking at her, brushing my fingers along her beautiful black hair.
"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing."
"Edgar Allen Poe," she says.
I nod my head.
"You're right," I say to her. "You're not just another 'sweets.'" I trail my fingers along her midnight hair again. "You are my one and only darkness."
And then, I'm kissing her.
* * *
When light breaks the next morning, she's gone.
ChapterEleven
Present Day
"Raven?"
She knees me in the balls and tries to make a run for it.
"Holy mother," I curse as I push through the pain to grab at her ankles as she tries to get up. "I don't think so. You're not getting away that easy."
We're wrestling on the hard stone floor and it's such a contrast to the soft bed we laid in the last time I ever saw her. I want to ask her a million questions.
Why did she leave?
Where did she go?
Where has she been?
Why did she leave?
Oh, I said that last one already. Well, it's because I really wanted to know the answer to that one in particular.
