Page 81 of Glamour & Gumballs

What if there was blood involved?

Or—

“It’s going to be fine,” Rhett said, meeting my gaze. “Close the door, Jordan. We need to get dressed.”

Jordan shut it, and I let out a shaky breath.

Rhett took my face between his hands and tilted my head toward his until our foreheads met.

“I won’t let anything happen to you,” he said, his voice quiet but steady.

“I know.” Somehow, it was true.

“What are you afraid of?”

“A mate bond,” I admitted. “Getting wings. Blood sacrifices, or some shit like that.”

“Blood sacrifices?”

“How else would I become fae?”

“With magic.” He brushed a few strands of slightly damp hair off my face. “We’ll have sex and say vows to each other. My magic will become yours, and change you in the process.”

“Oh.”

Rhett’s eyes softened with one of his small, quick smiles. “No blood or sacrificing. Just sex.”

“I can probably handle that,” I said.

He brushed his lips against mine for a quick kiss. I leaned in, deepening it, and he rumbled against me before pulling away. “We’ll pick this back up after the game is over, alright?”

“Okay.” I nodded, some of my fear fading away.

He kissed me again, then stood, lifting me off the bed with him. I crashed into his chest, and he squeezed my hip lightly, steadying me as he set me back down on my feet at the edge of the bed.

I looked at the bathroom floor for my clothes as he walked in, but didn’t see them.

They weren’t where I’d left them.

Hmm.

I was momentarily distracted by the sight of his perfect ass as he stepped into his shorts.

Rhett came out a moment later with my clothes in his hand. “I hung them up to dry after you fell asleep.”

“You stayed awake?” My eyebrows lifted, but I accepted the clothes.

“Not for long.”

I pulled the familiar fabric on. It was still slightly damp, but much drier than it would’ve been if it had remained on the floor.

“Thank you.” I went up on my tiptoes to kiss him again, but Jordan knocked before I could.

Rhett leaned down and brushed his lips against mine anyway. “Just a little longer, and all of this will be over.”

“Finally.”

“Finally,” he agreed.

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