watched my hand flex and change its mind every time I chickened out again to touch her. She seemed to do the same.
She finally nodded and I gently scooted her legs over and moved between them. I worried this was too intimate for her. It sure as hell was for me if it didn’t pan out the way I planned. I smoothed my hand over the side of her hip first to wager her next move. I checked her face. The feeling shot through me like a shot in the arm but with a certain high.
...Calum.
I only caught some of what she might have thought. The ring moved and then rocked back against her skin.
She wisped her hand further in thoroughly depressing into my stomach knocking the air from my lungs. Her own shock was evident by the way she bit her bottom lip. The pain dispersed throughout my body and stayed there as just a buzzing lukewarm liquidy feeling snaked around my insides.
“What does the sun mean?” she asked.
“The two suns create one.” I hoped.
Skeptical, she shifted her weight around me.
“That could mean, I think, they join forces or that that the two suns create a child,” I blushed heavily and very unmanly, “or simply that the two suns become one as in marriage or simply merge another way.”
“Those are strong ifs,” she swallowed the bowling ball that had gelled up inside her throat.
“And so is everything else about me, you, and your Hunter boy.”
Chapter Nine
“ MY Hunter boy?” she was offended by my word choice. She didn’t know what I had to do to survive the last weeks knowing he would steal all of her firsts. I had to endure the sting of living with it. Hearing it even. Unfortunately, it was edged in my brain. I could have blocked. I should have blocked it if I was a gentleman. I wasn’t a gentleman in most sense of the word.
She liked his kisses.
“Yes, he is a part of this too. He is marked as well.”
I am losing my mind.
“And how, may I ask, do you theorize we all fit into this because somehow I feel very caught in the middle and yet you know way more than me and still I don’t know your name,” she snipped no doubt irked by my lack of following her so-called rules. I couldn't tell her everything just yet.
Keeping my composure was never hard for me...until now. She breaks every barrier I have ever held up.
“I think,” I took two steps back to cool the sensations her body was torturing me with so I could think. I changed my original line of thought and asked, “What do we share?”
“The sun.” I covered the place where her dress covered her navel of being marked like me.
“What do you and the Hunter boy share?” I calmly demanded this although my raging fear was that of a bull at saying his name and seeing her face react to it.
Anastacia didn’t want to tell me, this I knew. After a long while, standoffish and even a little bashful she whispered, “The stars, Orion.”
“And what do he and I share alone?”
She drew both brows in tight refusing to say what she knew to be true.
“You!” I confirmed for her. I knew she dreaded it though.
“You don’t have me!” she popped off clucking her tongue like she did a lot. I took a foreseeable sweet chance and slipped the ring away from her skin, her tiger eyes watching my every inch. But I would like too.
“How did you do that?” she forced us apart.
“Remember, the talisman part of it only needs to touch your skin.”
“Why do you know my father?” She wasn’t giving up on figuring it all out. And as much as I was reluctant to be rejected, I admired her tenacity.
Two of the cooks waltzed in behind us, disturbing nothing and stopping everything. I wanted her to myself and not one eye on her other than me. I had reached a new level of hope and couldn't stop it in any way. My hand out her hers, my bloodthirsty heart beat wildly enough she had to hear it. She jumped down from the counter and walked away from me.
He
She finally nodded and I gently scooted her legs over and moved between them. I worried this was too intimate for her. It sure as hell was for me if it didn’t pan out the way I planned. I smoothed my hand over the side of her hip first to wager her next move. I checked her face. The feeling shot through me like a shot in the arm but with a certain high.
...Calum.
I only caught some of what she might have thought. The ring moved and then rocked back against her skin.
She wisped her hand further in thoroughly depressing into my stomach knocking the air from my lungs. Her own shock was evident by the way she bit her bottom lip. The pain dispersed throughout my body and stayed there as just a buzzing lukewarm liquidy feeling snaked around my insides.
“What does the sun mean?” she asked.
“The two suns create one.” I hoped.
Skeptical, she shifted her weight around me.
“That could mean, I think, they join forces or that that the two suns create a child,” I blushed heavily and very unmanly, “or simply that the two suns become one as in marriage or simply merge another way.”
“Those are strong ifs,” she swallowed the bowling ball that had gelled up inside her throat.
“And so is everything else about me, you, and your Hunter boy.”
Chapter Nine
“ MY Hunter boy?” she was offended by my word choice. She didn’t know what I had to do to survive the last weeks knowing he would steal all of her firsts. I had to endure the sting of living with it. Hearing it even. Unfortunately, it was edged in my brain. I could have blocked. I should have blocked it if I was a gentleman. I wasn’t a gentleman in most sense of the word.
She liked his kisses.
“Yes, he is a part of this too. He is marked as well.”
I am losing my mind.
“And how, may I ask, do you theorize we all fit into this because somehow I feel very caught in the middle and yet you know way more than me and still I don’t know your name,” she snipped no doubt irked by my lack of following her so-called rules. I couldn't tell her everything just yet.
Keeping my composure was never hard for me...until now. She breaks every barrier I have ever held up.
“I think,” I took two steps back to cool the sensations her body was torturing me with so I could think. I changed my original line of thought and asked, “What do we share?”
“The sun.” I covered the place where her dress covered her navel of being marked like me.
“What do you and the Hunter boy share?” I calmly demanded this although my raging fear was that of a bull at saying his name and seeing her face react to it.
Anastacia didn’t want to tell me, this I knew. After a long while, standoffish and even a little bashful she whispered, “The stars, Orion.”
“And what do he and I share alone?”
She drew both brows in tight refusing to say what she knew to be true.
“You!” I confirmed for her. I knew she dreaded it though.
“You don’t have me!” she popped off clucking her tongue like she did a lot. I took a foreseeable sweet chance and slipped the ring away from her skin, her tiger eyes watching my every inch. But I would like too.
“How did you do that?” she forced us apart.
“Remember, the talisman part of it only needs to touch your skin.”
“Why do you know my father?” She wasn’t giving up on figuring it all out. And as much as I was reluctant to be rejected, I admired her tenacity.
Two of the cooks waltzed in behind us, disturbing nothing and stopping everything. I wanted her to myself and not one eye on her other than me. I had reached a new level of hope and couldn't stop it in any way. My hand out her hers, my bloodthirsty heart beat wildly enough she had to hear it. She jumped down from the counter and walked away from me.
He
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