“What?” she murmurs, staring at him. “What does that mean, Devon? Devon, what surprises?”
He spins away from her, but she chases after him.
“Devon! Are you the person who would leave Lego people everywhere? Devon? Did you leave the flowers?”
Mack looks at me and shrugs. “He’s going to have to tell her, eventually.”
“You’d think so.” I shake my head, wondering about Devon’s plan. All that time he left her gifts, sneaking them onto her pillow at night or near her door. Leaving them with her belongings at the beach. It used to drive her mad, but she loved it. She spent years trying to find out who it was, and the whole time it was him. Devon divulged the whole thing to us. It was the only way he felt like he could show he cared.
“Shall we?” Mack asks.
I incline my head. “Yes, let’s go get this party started.”
Our omega has seen what we can offer her. Now we just need to get her to take it.
Chapter 18
Sofia
They get me back in the car and drive me to the very other end of Sunshine Cove to where I find Cordie, Sebastian, Asher, and Felix tending a massive bonfire.
“What’s this?” I laugh.
“The final stage in remembering Rebel.”
The fire crackles and spits embers. Cordie, Asher, and Felix dance, while Sebastian sits with Devon talking to him. Danger curls up in Elijah’s hoodie, but he seems content just to watch me.
They all do.
Hours pass, but I’m not sure how many, and the fire dies down.
I can feel their gazes, and, I swear, the heat coming off this fire is second to the heat burning inside me.
I sling an arm around Cordelia’s shoulders and pull us away from the fire.
“Sebastian is looking at you.”
She peeks over her shoulder and scowls. “Clearly, he’s lost his mind.”
“I’m not sure about that. I saw the way you were looking at him, too.”
Cordie scoffs, but with a long look at Sebastian, she flicks her hair. “I’m heading off.”
She stomps off. Sebastian waits only a couple of minutes before getting up and, without a word, heading in her direction. I laugh at the pair of them.
“Come, Asher. Let’s leave them to it,” Felix says.
The twins disappear, leaving me standing there watching them go. Nerves bounce, and I can’t look at them.
Devon unfurls his massive body and comes towards me. He reaches out and turns me towards the ocean. His hands slide down my arms and pick them up. He holds them up and puts a sparkler in one and lights it with the other.
Orange sparks explode from the stick. He kisses my neck and then, using my arm, draws a heart.
I laugh because it’s so unexpected.
“Let’s carve those hearts of yours into the fabric of the world,” he whispers.
He spells out my name, leaving a smoky flash, like it has been burned into the world, then draws another heart. He ends it with his name.
