He went to his dresser and handed me one of his shirts.
I opened the door to their bathroom and locked it behind me. Their bathroom was more or less the same as ours. Except for the clutter of women's products strewing over the sink, and their bigger shower.
I disrobed as my thoughts wandered again. See how I would cause Blake’s death because of my jealous beasty. I’d hate him forever. I climbed into the shower and opened the taps.
The water felt wonderful, and it felt great after three hours of training.
My eyelids drooped and ached slightly, as I had absolutely no strength. These past four months were hectic.
I turned the taps closed, and the water stopped. I climbed out of the shower and dried myself with one of their towels. Blake’s shirt fell over my body as I pulled my arms into the sleeves. It reached above my knee. My one shoulder showed because the neckline was too wide.
Now all I needed was a bed. I exited the bathroom and found Blake on the couch while Lucian still laid on his bed, reading through a textbook. Both their eyes flickered to me and I could see the smile that was lingering on Blake’s lips.
“Don’t laugh. I need to sleep.” I plopped on his bed as it was a double bed and laid with my head on his pillow. It smelled like him. I would never escape him. Ever. It was a lost cause.
“Are you really going to sleep now?”
“Yes, I’m tired.” I answered Blake. I drifted away faster than I thought I would. This was a stupid idea. Really stupid.
BLAKE
Elena startedto snore and Lucian laughed.
“She is exhausted. She is not ready for Saturday.”
“She told you?” Lucian climbed off his bed and came over to the lounge.
I nodded.
“What did you tell her?”
“She should postpone. She is just as stubborn as her mother. Refuses to listen.”
“Then you should.”
“They never listen to the dragon. She does not know, Lucian.”
“She told you?”
“She asked me if I tried to claim the Rubicon. She fucking thinks I’m a Dragonian.”
Lucian laughed, using his theater voice. “You didn’t set her straight?”
“She is hanging on by a thread. I couldn’t.”
“Fuck, Blake.” He sighed and brushed his hand through his hair. “This girl is going to claim you without knowing.”
“She won’t. We got the gig.”
“You’re going to perform at your own claiming?”
I nodded, and we both breathed our laughter. I kept looking at Elena. She was beyond exhausted. I got up and pulled the other side of the duvet over her. I bent down and kissed her on top of her head and walked back to the lounge.
She was my weakness.
“At least she is speaking to you.”
“For how long? If she is going to find out the truth, she is going to run her legs off.”
