Not that I mind.
If it means Seren will have to curl up next to me, if it means I can feel the warmth of her and hear her breathing all night long, I don’t mind.
“I think we can make it work.”
Quietly, we go about getting ready for bed. We both duck out of the room and head down the hall to take care of nightly business, and change into our sleeping clothes.
It was kind of Seren’s friends to put us up here for the evening. Their home is small but tidy, set over a cafe on the street level in a small human village, and the two of them appear to be very happy together.
Rhett seems like a good male.
Friendly enough, and very protective of Joan, which I can’t fault him for at all.
And apparently he’s made a life for himself here in the human realm. Like the ring Angelique gave me, he’s got a similar glamour that allows him to walk amongst humans undetected. He works with Joan in her shop and splits his time between realms, as he also does occasional errands for the court.
The possibilities that flooded my mind when he told me about his life here have been hard to ignore.
Seren and I are still nowhere near the end of our hunt. We’re still nowhere near figuring anything out about where we go from here, or what happens between us once the hunt is over.
I also still have my debts, my duty to my mother.
And yet…
A door of possibility has cracked open. A small door, letting in just a sliver of light, but as Seren and I retire for the evening, I can’t stop thinking about it.
I can’t stop thinking about what possibilities may lie ahead for my mate and me.
But first, sleep. I pull on a pair of light linen undershorts, and nearly groan out loud when Seren returns from the bathing chamber.
Another pair of those tiny shorts that show off nearly every inch of her strong, shapely thighs. A tight, sleeveless top that leaves her shoulders bare and clings to every one of her curves. Her hair loose and unbound, looking so soft and silky that my hands ache to bury themselves within it.
I pick up the ring where it lies on the dresser. “Should I wear this to sleep?”
I took it off when we got here. Rhett seemed comfortable enough in his demon form, and all the curtains were drawn so no one from the street below would look up and see a demon lurking in the apartment.
But now…
Perhaps Seren would be more comfortable if I wore it to sleep. It would certainly give her more room in the bed.
Perhaps she would be more comfortable if I wore it always.
I didn’t notice a change in her behavior when I had it on, but perhaps she’d prefer if I looked more like her. If I didn’t have my demon features and could pass for one of her kind. It puts a weight in my stomach as I consider it, turning the ring over and over in my fingers.
“You can…”
When I look up, Seren is watching me with her bottom lip caught between her teeth.
It makes me want to have her bottom lip caught betweenmyteeth.
She shakes her head, color staining her cheeks enough that I can see it even in the low light.
Her scent fills the room. Laced with her power like always, but now with… something else. Something sweet and dark and mouth-watering.
“I can what, star?”
The nickname sends a little tremor through her.
“You can leave the glamour off. If you want. And if you don’t mind being a little crunched in the bed. Sorry it’s not more—”
