Find a way to make her see how much I loved her, craved and needed her.
"You can always trust me, love. I know you have no proof. Nothing tangible. No memory of us, but I assure you, there is no one in this world who cares for you more than me. And if you give me the opportunity, I will prove everything. Then you’ll know you can trust me.”
She stood and faced the lake, her hands gripping the rail. "I've been abandoned by everyone who’s even claimed to care for me. Why would you be any different?"
I stood behind her, uncertain what to say. Do I comfort her? Pull her into my arms or give her space? I wasn't sure how to react, stifled with fear of doing or saying the wrong thing.
I couldn’t afford to get this wrong.
"I understand you've been hurt. Had there been a way for me to prevent it, I would have. If I could take away all the sorrow you hold within your heart now, I would. But I'm here now. And I’ll never leave your side."
Her head lowered, and I gently grasped her shoulders and tugged her back against my chest.
She wrapped her arms over mine and covered my hands.
I laced my fingers through hers. Kissing the top of her head that rested beneath my chin, I bent down and nuzzled into her ear. Her hair was soft and smelled of cherries.
"I will never allow anyone to hurt you," I said quietly. "You have to trust someone. Let it be me."
Her warmth hummed through me while she rested against my chest. She sighed and turned to face me.
"Please," I implored. "Give us a chance."
"This isn't only about us though. Is it?" Leaning back, she returned her hands to the rail behind her. "If this is all true, and I'm this Firstborn, then Remie was right. I'll have to leave the only life I've ever loved for a life I don't even know I want.
"And Phoebe. She's human." Her gaze grew heavy, her lips pressed together. "I matched her with Remie. How could I have been so wrong?" She pulled her hair from its band and shook her curls as they spilled over her shoulders. "I brought them together. And if he leaves, I’ll be responsible for tearing them apart."
Her eyes brimmed with tears.
"You mustn’t blame yourself." I moved closer, pulled her hands from her hair, and wrapped them around me. I cautiously tugged her into my arms. "You have a beautiful gift. You bring souls together. You must trust in those instincts. They won’t mislead you."
I understood much of her gift. As the original Gemini, it was strong and true. Never had she been wrong about a match, but neither had I witnessed her match a Genesis with a human.
From what I could tell, Phoebe was important to Zoe. Losing Phoebe would understandably be a concern. I would have to discuss this with Raz.
While I held Zoe, every nerve woke from its slumber. My heartbeat increased and a hum of energy surged through me. Just being near her was intoxicating.
I craved to kiss her lips, but I wouldn't. Not until she sought me to.
Until her body spoke to me.
"So what can you tell me?" She asked. "What's the plan?"
"The plan is you get to know me. The way all relationships develop." I released her just enough to look into her eyes. "We spend time together, and your heart will answer the rest. And when you so choose, I’m yours—heart and soul."
Although in time, she would understand that I already was.
"What's the catch? Other than giving up my life here? I need all the information if I'm going to make a decision this important."
"There’s a reason you can’t be privy to all the secrets of this life. This must be a decision based on your soul. No logic can go into choosing love."
Her eyes narrowed, and her irritation returned.
"Well in case you've missed the past millennium, people today don't just fall in love overnight. Life's not a Disney movie."
She pulled away, and I let her go.
Zoe was right. Unions in modern times were complicated. Raz said there were many variables humans took into account when choosing a mate, and Zoe, although the same soul, had
"You can always trust me, love. I know you have no proof. Nothing tangible. No memory of us, but I assure you, there is no one in this world who cares for you more than me. And if you give me the opportunity, I will prove everything. Then you’ll know you can trust me.”
She stood and faced the lake, her hands gripping the rail. "I've been abandoned by everyone who’s even claimed to care for me. Why would you be any different?"
I stood behind her, uncertain what to say. Do I comfort her? Pull her into my arms or give her space? I wasn't sure how to react, stifled with fear of doing or saying the wrong thing.
I couldn’t afford to get this wrong.
"I understand you've been hurt. Had there been a way for me to prevent it, I would have. If I could take away all the sorrow you hold within your heart now, I would. But I'm here now. And I’ll never leave your side."
Her head lowered, and I gently grasped her shoulders and tugged her back against my chest.
She wrapped her arms over mine and covered my hands.
I laced my fingers through hers. Kissing the top of her head that rested beneath my chin, I bent down and nuzzled into her ear. Her hair was soft and smelled of cherries.
"I will never allow anyone to hurt you," I said quietly. "You have to trust someone. Let it be me."
Her warmth hummed through me while she rested against my chest. She sighed and turned to face me.
"Please," I implored. "Give us a chance."
"This isn't only about us though. Is it?" Leaning back, she returned her hands to the rail behind her. "If this is all true, and I'm this Firstborn, then Remie was right. I'll have to leave the only life I've ever loved for a life I don't even know I want.
"And Phoebe. She's human." Her gaze grew heavy, her lips pressed together. "I matched her with Remie. How could I have been so wrong?" She pulled her hair from its band and shook her curls as they spilled over her shoulders. "I brought them together. And if he leaves, I’ll be responsible for tearing them apart."
Her eyes brimmed with tears.
"You mustn’t blame yourself." I moved closer, pulled her hands from her hair, and wrapped them around me. I cautiously tugged her into my arms. "You have a beautiful gift. You bring souls together. You must trust in those instincts. They won’t mislead you."
I understood much of her gift. As the original Gemini, it was strong and true. Never had she been wrong about a match, but neither had I witnessed her match a Genesis with a human.
From what I could tell, Phoebe was important to Zoe. Losing Phoebe would understandably be a concern. I would have to discuss this with Raz.
While I held Zoe, every nerve woke from its slumber. My heartbeat increased and a hum of energy surged through me. Just being near her was intoxicating.
I craved to kiss her lips, but I wouldn't. Not until she sought me to.
Until her body spoke to me.
"So what can you tell me?" She asked. "What's the plan?"
"The plan is you get to know me. The way all relationships develop." I released her just enough to look into her eyes. "We spend time together, and your heart will answer the rest. And when you so choose, I’m yours—heart and soul."
Although in time, she would understand that I already was.
"What's the catch? Other than giving up my life here? I need all the information if I'm going to make a decision this important."
"There’s a reason you can’t be privy to all the secrets of this life. This must be a decision based on your soul. No logic can go into choosing love."
Her eyes narrowed, and her irritation returned.
"Well in case you've missed the past millennium, people today don't just fall in love overnight. Life's not a Disney movie."
She pulled away, and I let her go.
Zoe was right. Unions in modern times were complicated. Raz said there were many variables humans took into account when choosing a mate, and Zoe, although the same soul, had
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