Theo cracked a smile, if only because he could see the anxiety in her gaze.“They really are.”
Mars and Lorelai came to stand in front of them.
“All right, you know the drill.Hang tight, if you see him, signal one of us.Preferablyme.”
Theo nodded.“What...what does he look like?”
Mars shrugged.“You can’t miss him.He stands out like a prized pony.”
Calliope sighed.“Usually, he wears white.It’s an aesthetic thing for him.”
Theo looked around the club, noting everyone was in an array of colors, but he didn’t see white or ivory anything.
“He’s probably either in one of the rooms or he’s in the pisser.”Mars tutted.
“Rooms?”Theo asked nervously.
“Private rooms.There’s plenty of entertainment for you to watch, but for some who prefer a more...private sort of entertainment...Samael has the private rooms.For a fee, of course.”
Theo noticed a hallway that was lit up with neon, where it seemed there were far less people.The lights shifted, and for a moment, he thought he saw a flash of lightning, of violet.But it was just a trick of the light.
There was no diviner forging lilac lines or arrows.Just a shadowed hallway lit by neon lights.
“We don’t...”Calliope tugged his hand and it was only then he realized they were alone.
Mars and Lorelai had disappeared, and he didn’t see Spike or Izzy, either.It was just him and Calliope.Him and hismate.
“We don’t have to do anything if you don’twantto.I mean, we’re not here for entertainment, we’re?—”
“It wouldn’t be the first time,” Theo said with a smirk.“Though, I think I prefer the air of theDeLux Cafebetter.This is just...a lot.”
Calliope nodded, tucking some hair behind her ear.He noticed she seemed a bit nervous, and so he did not think twice about reaching out and pulling her close.She let him, and he did not miss the ease into which she fell into his arms.
“Are you okay?”he asked.
Calliope slid her hands over his chest.She rested her right hand over his heart, imploring him with her amber gaze.“Do you want the truth?”she asked carefully.
Theo nodded, settling his gaze on hers.“Always, Princess.”
“No, I am not okay.”She shook her head.
He settled his hands on her hips and the sounds of heavy bass thumped around them.He shifted his weight, slowly.
Calliope followed the motion, moving with him.
He slid his hands over her hips carefully, grazing her ass as he pulled her closer.
She leaned into his space, looking up at him, her eyes glassy and warm, searching his for permission.Assurance, perhaps.
Theo did not think twice about giving her what he knew she needed.He leaned in closer, his lips inches away from hers.
“Tell me what you need, Callie,” he whispered.“Tell me what you need me to do and I’ll do it.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck.“I don’t know what it is Ineed,” she said carefully.
“Then tell me what youwant.” His lips graced hers like a whisper all on their own.
The words were simple, a promise, a prayer.Theo meant them with every ounce of his being.Because she was hismate.
