I knew he understood my lingo, even though he didn’t, withthe way his head ticked.
But he didn’t miss a stroke.
“You know I love you,” I remarked.
“Not nearly as much as I do you.”
“Totally more.”
“Impossible.”
Gods, this guy wasda bomb.
“This is gonna be fun,” I decided.
“Is it not already?”
Itsowas.
“Oh yeah,” I breathed.“Totally.”
His eyes smiled.
His hips moved faster.
And my sex-god, future-husband, vigilante, badass hot guyfrom a parallel universe kissed me.
And all was well in my world in a way that I knew, withLoren at my side, no matter what was thrown at me…
In the end, it always would be.
ChapterThirty
Gossamer in the Darkness
Satrine
Hawkvale
DalwinCastle
CottishwellRegion
“If you’re nice to Valentine, she’ll bringyou peanut butter,” the Winter Princes ofLunwyn,SjofnDrakkar, known to those close to her (which I nowwas) as Finnie, said.“And marshmallow fluff.”
“Nice to her and give her diamonds.”
“Or emeralds.”
“Or pearls, rubies, sapphires or gold, she isn’t picky.”
They all laughed.
“They all” encompassed Cora, Circe and Maddie, otherwiseknown as Lady Ulfr, the wife of the head of the most powerful House inLunwyn.Her husband, incidentally, being the dude with thekickass name of Apollo.The man Loren had mentioned those weeks ago he waspartnered with in some business ventures.
I mean, there was pretty much no better name than LorenCopeland (in my opinion).That name screamed badass, vigilante rock star(again, in my opinion).
But “Apollo Ulfr” was pretty danged cool too.
