I moaned, sexually. “Babe, I could kiss you on the mouth.”
Audrey just snickered, rolled her eyes, and continued to unpack the food. I glanced over my shoulder to see Liam taking a deep pull of his drink as he kept his eyes on us.
I turned back to Audrey, “Can I?”
Audrey grinned, pulling out little cardboard cups of what I assumed were side-dishes. “Yeah, sure.” She clearly didn’t think I was being serious. “But let me show you what else I got—” Audrey was cut off because I had cupped both of her cheeks with my hands and slammed my lips on hers, dramatically.
Audrey immediately tried to retreat, startled and confused, and I followed after her, bending my body over hers, like lovers.
I released her lips with a loud smack, and Audrey laughed out loud.
“What the hell was—” Audrey was cut off once again by the sound of glass shattering, making both of us turn to see Liamfuming. The glass in his hand was shattered into pieces on the floor at his feet, his hand bleeding. He had gripped the glass so hard that it shattered in his massive mitts.
“Oh, Liam!” Audrey slapped my hands off her face and ran toward him, wrapping her hands around his injured and bloody hand. Light started to glow from their touch, and Liam’s shoulders immediately relaxed at her proximity. When Audrey removed her hand from his, the cuts were completely gone. As if he had never hurt himself in the first place.
When he lifted his gaze, his expression was no longer furious, but smug. He had the look of a man who felt like he had just won a challenge, but when he saw me, his smug look faltered. Because I was standing there, my weight shifted on one hip, arms crossed, with a shit eating grin.
Liam just showed me all his cards.
“So, tell me, Liam.” I pulled a chair out while Audrey grabbed a rag from the drink cart and dabbed away the blood from Liam’s freshly healed palm. “How long have you?—”
“Let’s eat!” Liam clasped his fingers in Audrey’s and pulled her to the table, practically throwing her down in a chair he pulled out for her with one hand. “Vanessa must be famished.”
“She is,” I replied and decided to let this go, because I really was starving. According to them, I hadn’t eaten in a couple of days while I was healing. I reached over to open one of the cardboard cups Audrey had set out before I attacked her face and moaned at the familiar look of mashed potatoes.
“Oh, and Vanessa?” Audrey said as she helped distribute the food.
“Yeah?” I replied before shoveling a heaping spoonful of mashed potatoes into my mouth.
“You know you’re not my type.” Audrey raised an eyebrow at me with a smirk. “Right?”
“I was thanking you for saving my life and bringing us food.” I scooped another heap of mashed potatoes, because damn, these were delicious. “Can’t a woman express gratitude with a passionate kiss on the mouth?”
Audrey rolled her eyes and shook her head at Liam. “You should know that Vanessa is a bit of a wild card at times.”
“I’m starting to see that.” Liam smiled at Audrey, but when she looked down at her Hyvenmerian cellphone that was resting face up on the table, he turned and glared at me.
In response, I stuck my tongue out at him.
His face twisted up in annoyance, and I dramatically dragged my thumb across my neck in a clear threat.
Audrey glanced up when my thumb was halfway across my throat, and watched Liam shake his head at me.
“You two are going to get along beautifully, I see.” Audrey sighed to herself before she returned her focus to her phone and scooped green beans into her mouth.
Chapter 5
The next morning, I woke up to Audrey spooning me in bed.
I turned my head over my shoulder and blasted her with my morning breath with a very dramatic yawn.
“Dude.” Audrey wrinkled her nose and shoved herself away from me.
“Oh, I’m sorry.” I rolled over onto my back to look at her. “Did I disturb you?”
“My nose hairs are burning off from how foul your morning breath is, which isn’t my preferred way to start the day.” Audrey stretched her arms above her head with her words, before throwing the blankets off and rushing out of bed. “Your grant should be here soon, if it isn’t already.” She pulled out a duffel bag from under the bed and plopped it on the space where she had been sleeping before, pulling out clothing I recognized.
Herhumanclothes.
