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Kevin’s heart nearly leapt right out of his chest as Percy spoke. He hadn’t even realized what he’d said until now, surprised both by how much he’d meant it and to hear Percy felt the same way. “Fucking hell, I…”
“Yes?”
Kevin pulled Percy into a deep kiss, holding him there as his heart soared.
Percy held Kevin tight, kissing him back deeply. “Oh,peaches.”
Kevin’s wings flexed and spread, covering both of them as they made out there in the sand. He loved Percy. He knew it down in his very soul that there would never be another for him, and he’d never been happier.
Percy’s hands moved over Kevin’s back, but he paused when he came to the wings. “So, does this mean you remember your real name so I know what to scream later?”
Kevin’s smile faded, and he felt like the icy ocean had just crashed over him. “No. I… I don’t remember a fucking thing.”
“What?” Percy frowned. “What do you mean? But you… you have your wings.” He cradled Kevin’s cheek. “I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay. I mean, I really thought when I got them that it would all come back.” Kevin sagged. “And nothing. When I strapped them on, still nothing. Just knew how to kick ass like Jason Bourne.”
“Well, Kevin or Jason or whoever you are—” Percy inhaled shakily. “—I do… you know. Feel that certain way about you. With all my heart. No matter what happens next, coming all this way was worth it, if nothing else than to create the wonderful opportunity to hopelessly fall for you.”
Kevin’s chest ached, and his eyes stung, totally overwhelmed. Part of his anguish was mourning the potential centuries of his life that were apparently lost forever. So few of his memories were actually his own, and he desperately wanted to know what he was missing. He’d been counting on his wings to fix everything, and disappointment barely began to describe his sorrow.
But he had Percy. And they had a dog, a future together, and life was better than he could have ever hoped for. He was in love, and the rest shouldn’t matter.
He hugged Percy tight, trying to focus on what he had right in front of him. “You’re worth everything, Percy. I’m really sorry I don’t have more to offer you than a pizza place, possibly with no employees.”
“I don’t want anything else,” Percy insisted. “Only you.” He chuckled. “Besides, I’m rich. We’ll be fine.”
Kevin smiled warmly. “Shit, heh, we should just road trip around the world then.” He rested his forehead against Percy’s. “I’m yours. Whoever the hell I am.”
“You’re the man I love. That’s good enough for me.”
Cher nosed between them with a low whine, lapping at Kevin’s bloody face.
Kevin laughed, and he gave her a gentle pat. “Let’s get the fuck outta here, huh? Got a long ass drive ahead of us.”
“Home, eh?” Percy peeled himself away, swatting at Cher when she tried to lick him. “Me, you, the hellhound, and your rust bucket?”
“Yeah, that sounds really good right now.” Kevin groaned as he stood, taking Percy’s hands to help him up. His wings flexed, and he had to focus to get them to fold up against his back.
“You should be able to tuck those away. Might not fit so well in the truck.”
“Yeah? And, uh… how do I do that?” Kevin wiggled his nose and blinked his eyes, trying to will the wings away. He glanced over his shoulder, sighing when he saw they were still there. “Shit.”
“Try again, peaches,” Percy urged. “Try to think about what it feels like when one of your balls goes up inside you.”
“The fuck?” Kevin barked out a laugh. “Sure, okay.” He closed his eyes, focusing hard on his wings and trying to will them away once more. He felt a weird twitch, a strain, and then nothing. “Did it work?”
“There!” Percy grinned. “Flawless.” He reached for Kevin, hugging him close. “Are you ready to go home now, peaches?”
“I am very ready to go home, princess.”
“Then let’s go.”
There was a quick gust of wind, Kevin’s stomach dipped, and they were standing right outside the back of A Pizza Cake at Kevin’s door—truck, dog, and all.
Kevin gasped. “Holy fuck nuggets.” He grinned at Percy. “That’s damn impressive.”
“I know.” Percy smiled smugly. He waved to the door. “So, shall we celebrate at yours or mine? My bed is bigger, but I could be persuaded to see how creative you can be in confined spaces.”
