God, he was so perfect. My life had turned into the exact kind of thing we’d just seen at the movie theater. I was all hearteyes and hard-dicked all the time and there was no end in sight. Perfect.
We kissed again and I stared into his beautiful eyes. “So I’ll see you tomorrow then?”
“Until tomorrow,blomsjett.”
Laughing into a final crash of lips, I savored how I felt in that moment. Things were going to get better once Wallace and Exo saw the conditions we’d been dealing with at the blood center. With Kroven’s nickname for me ringing in my ears, one I was getting really attached to at this point, I wrapped my arms around my boyfriend and kissed him in the hallway outside my apartment feeling like everything in my life was finally clicking into place exactly where it was supposed to.
Chapter 25
I couldn’t waitfor work to be over. Working a short shift, especially in the morning, usually went by pretty fast for me. But after Kroven had texted me went I first got to work that Exo and Wallace weren’t going to be in Piper until around dinner time, it meant we could have our lunch date uninterrupted and without distraction.
This morning I’d had breakfast with Thayer, who was in between sleeping schedules. I had no idea how the hell he maintained it. They worked him pretty hard down at Downpour over on the Orb-centric side of town. At least he had a hefty paycheck to make it all worth it. Over the spread of scrambled eggs and sausages I’d made this morning, I’d told Thayer that I was falling pretty hard for Kroven. He was elated for me, but said that I owed him a “third wheel date” with all three of us so he could properly sus him out. It warmed my soul knowing that Thayer cared that much about me.
A weird uproar from outside made me stand up from my chair at the nurse’s station on the Orb wing and stare at Babs, who was with me today monitoring and taking care of the handful of sangamar patients we had today. We’d been getting afew more of them here and there braving the storm of protestors, enough to split patients between the two of us, but not enough to last all day, hence the short shift.
I followed Babs to the other side of the wall so we could peer out of the floor to ceiling windows that adorned most of the Orb wing. The protestors were pointing in our direction at one of the traffic cops that was keeping an eye on them. Babs and I gasped as one of the protestors pushed the officer. Not enough to make him fall to the pavement, but enough to piss him off. He was yelling in their faces and squawking into his walkie.
“What is with them today?” Babs commented, shaking her head and moving back to the nurse’s station. We were giving our current patients some alone time to enjoy their consumption in solitude before we checked that they were finished. It was a stark contrast to the times I’d spent with Kroven in his room. My heart and dick lurched at the memory and only made me more eager to get this work shift over with.
“I don’t know,” I shook my head. “I’ll feel a lot better about everything when Mr. Watson gets here.”
I’d briefed Babs on what I had learned through Kroven. Exo and Wallace were touching down in Piper this evening and their plan was to come straight here to see the conditions of the blood center. The protestors never left until it was pretty dark, so they’d get a front row look at the hatred wafting off them like the cretins they were.
Even though I got off work around noon, I’d told Kroven to tell them I promised to be their liaison once they were heading to the blood center. I wanted to be there to see their faces when they saw the large group of protestors and how wrong they’d been in taking so long to see it for themselves and not take action until they did. I’d have some down time before I’d have to head over, which gave Kroven and I plenty of time to bask in the beauty of our lunch date.
Babs and I checked on our patients and got back into theswing of work. We still had six patients between us before the end of my shift in two hours, so we didn’t exactly have to rush to get things done, which was a nice change of pace from the hysteria I’d experienced working in both wings yesterday.
I was just finishing up on my second to last sangamar when my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and spread a smile at the screen just reading Kroven’s name.
Not long now, blomsjett.
I quickly messaged back with my heart in my fingers.
I know! Start thinking about where we should go for lunch.
We’ll figure it out. I could get full on that beautiful smile alone.
I huffed with a smile, feeling like a giddy idiot. God, I was down bad. Something so simple as being complimented sent my heart to Saturn and back again. It floored me that Kroven hadn’t been with a human before because he was evidently a fucking pro at it. I was glad I was his first and that he was my first Orb. We’d get to experience so much together.
That was that, then. I’d decided. I was in love with Kroven. And I made a mental promise to myself that I was going to plan out this elaborate date to tell him. I could’ve easily used the impending lunch date, but I needed it to be perfect. Being in love wasn’t something I was used to. I’d thought I’d been in love with an ex-boyfriend in the past, but thank goodness I’d had the good sense to not tell him, when I’d caught him at his apartment with his dick inside my dentist. I’d already been scared that he wouldn’t say it back to me, and then he’d decided for me that he didn’t feel the same way. Then I’d had to get a new dentistanddeal with a break-up. Honestly, dealing with findinga new dentist had been more trouble than moving on from that loser.
With Kroven, I didn’t fear the rejection I normally would have. I was excited to tell him, elated to share in the moment with him because I could feel that he felt the same way about me. I just knew it. That’s why I needed everything to be perfect when I told him. It’d be a moment I’d cherish for the rest of my life.
I sent him another text.
You’re the cutest. I’m rather attached to yours too, handsome.
“Someone’s in love.”
I turned my head to the sangamar I was just wrapping up with, a lovely woman named Marquinn that I’d helped in the past. She was eyeing me with a knowing smirk paired with her freshly visible eyes.
“I haven’t seen a look like that since I was much younger.”
I nodded. “Yeah. He’s pretty great.”
“Good for you, dear. Ahh, to be young.”
A protest bubbled on my tongue to tell her that there’s no way she was older than the person on the other end of my text message when I heard it. At first, it sounded like the protestors had just gotten louder. I slide my phone back into my pocket as Marquinn stood to drape her purse over her shoulder, giving me wide eyes the length of state lines. I knew through Kroven that a sangamar could hear slightly better than a human.
