That seemed to placate Eclipse, because he took her hand, linked their fingers. “I’m gonna call it a day.”
Obsidian nodded. “I’ll have Jeffrey bring food up.”
“Tell him to wait a couple of hours,” Eclipse added.
“Will do.”
As expected, Eclipse led the way to the elevator, only this one was in a panel in the garage, blending perfectly, as though it didn’t exist.
“How many of these things are there?” she asked in an effort to make conversation.
“Three.” His arm went around her shoulder, and he pulled her into him, as though he needed her to be there.
The trip up took only a minute, the door making no noise when it opened on the third floor.
Planting her hand on his hard stomach, Orianna leaned into him as they walked down the hallway. They’d come from the opposite direction than usual, so the distance to Eclipse’s private quarters wasn’t nearly as far.
“Miklós and Obsidian said you need to feed,” she told him when he made a beeline for the bed.
He nodded. “I do. But it can wait.”
“No, it can’t.”
Evidently her tone had been stronger than Eclipse had expected because his eyes shot to her face.
Orianna smiled, pleased that she could get this strong, powerful angel’s attention. “Look, you took care of me. Now it’s my turn to take care of you.”
He shook his head. “Not the same thing,sezari.”
“How do you figure?”
Eclipse removed the dark shades that covered his eyes. Those molten silver irises were churning.
“For starters, caring for you doesn’t require my blood.”
“So?”
“So?” Eclipse’s shoulders tensed. “You’ve just regained your strength, Orianna. I’m not about to deplete it again.”
“What’s the alternative?” she asked, but as soon as the words were out of her mouth, she wasn’t sure she wanted to know the answer. She’d already heard how the Fae were there to fuel the angels. Her thoughts instantly drifted to Acadia, the stunningly flawless fairy she’d spent quite a bit of time with these past few days. The thought of Eclipse at her neck … yeah, no way. Even thinking about it made her vision go red.
“It’s not like that,sezari.”
The laugh that bubbled out of her rang with fear, not amusement. “No, Eclipse. I … I can’t handle that.”
“Okay, but we’ll wait. At least until you’ve eaten.”
Orianna noticed the gaunt look on his face, could see the exhaustion in the lines forming around his mouth.
“I am perfectly fine,” she insisted, eliminating the distance between them. “Now where are we going to do this?”
Eclipse seemed surprised by her demanding tone, but if that was what it took to get this angel to understand she was serious, then so be it.
She stopped directly in front of him, staring up into those mesmerizing eyes, her hands resting on his chest. She felt the muscles flex beneath her palms, realized his entire body was harder than it had been when they’d been in the elevator.
“I want to take care of you,” she said softly, ensuring he heard both her sincerity and her insistence.
“The Fae are here to—”
