Harvey winked, tucking her body against his.“It was sort of a gimme,Breakfast at Tiffany’sbeing a favorite movie of yours.”
Two drifters, off to see the world…
The sweet words reminded her of a time when her life had been very different.When her grandfather knew who she was and her mother and grandmother had still been alive.
They’d had a good life together, filled with all the things a happy childhood contains.
A tear slipped down her cheek—for what had been, for what would never be again.“You know, my papa used to play this all the time.He taught me how to waltz by letting me stand on his feet.It brings back such a special memory for me… Thank you, Harvey,” she whispered, closing her eyes to savor this moment, to remember it always.
She didn’t quite know what all this meant.She didn’t know what was happening between them or if it would lead somewhere when all was said and done, but for the moment, she wanted to simply enjoy this sweet gesture and relish the comfort of Harvey’s arms.
When the song ended, Harvey didn’t let her go.Instead, he kept his hand at the small of her back, her head tucked into his shoulder as the quartet struck up another tune.
They drifted together like that for a while, melting into one another, their breathing in sync as she relaxed and let her mind empty of the day’s events.
Until she remembered one small but incredibly important detail—which stopped her dead in her tracks.
Lifting her head, Dom looked up at him, reluctant to leave this dreamy bubble of happiness they’d created.
But…
“Hey, question?”
He cocked his beautiful blond head.“Of course.”
As the warm, scented breeze blew, she asked, “When are we gonna talk about how, when I briefly lost my grip on him, you grabbed MC’s handle?”
ChapterThirteen
Harvey sat on the outskirts of the maze and watched Dom practice with three Asgardian soldiers and Nina, who had gotten her hands on a fire hose and was using it as a prop to replicate the serpent who’d made an appearance in Asgard.
Marty and Wanda had turned it into a fun project with Carl, by painting it green and giving it big googly eyes.
Being a vampire, Nina was lightning fast and able to catch Dom by surprise as she whipped the long hose in random directions, following the pattern of the serpent Dom had fought so valiantly.
Fletcher sat on Harvey’s shoulder, his eyes following Dom’s every movement as she jabbed MC at the hose.
“Nice one!”Nina yelled, when Dom twisted midair and caught the hose in its face, smashing it to the ground.
As she chased after the hose, getting better with each strike she took, and the ladies sat on the sidelines like patrons of a football game, Harvey simultaneously brooded like a petulant child and admired Dom’s form.
Then he internally kicked himself for ogling her—even if it was from afar.But teaching her combat, being close to her inanycapacity, left him in different stages of awe and lust.
Then he became angry with himself for focusing on anything but the coming battle.He was behaving like a moody brat.
And he knew he was being a moody brat, but what Dom had asked him the night of her battle with the serpent left him as confused as he’d ever been.They hadn’t talked about it since, she hadn’t said a word—but it was there between them.
Yes.He’d felt MC in his hands for the briefest of moments, felt the power of him surge through his veins, felt the exhilaration that came with wielding that kind of muscle—and it had scared the shit out of him.
But that wasn’t all of it.He hadn’t been able to keep hold of MC, and he didn’t understand why.Or why, in the hundreds of years he’d been incapable of latching onto MC’s handle, that one brief moment had left him so stunned and out of sorts.
And why now?
Also, why hadn’t he simply explained to Dom how he felt about that moment, told her of the insecurities it brought up, instead of brushing her question off and changing the subject?
Because you’re a chickenshit asshole who has no explanation and you could have said as much to Dom—you dick.
But MC knew the truth.He’d felt Harvey’s touch.There was no lying to MC—who’d essentially said the same thing he kept repeating over and over in his head.You’re a dick who doesn’t want to face this new challenge because it opens up a can of emotional worms.
