Nex grabbed the bracelet and raced to the nearest window, grateful and unsettled by Death. He flew home fast. Thinking of Kat trapped in the car with her parents’ corpses made him push hard, concerned the night of stress would lead to nightmares he wouldn’t be there to wake her from. Heneededto get back to her.
Instead of dwelling on the accident, his thoughts took an unexpected turn to the day Kat brought in the exorcist. The things he’d said to make her finally snap:Your life is pitiful. You live alone, have no friends, go to church to fight off loneliness.
He’d never hated himself more. He’d harassed her about church when it was her pastor who comforted her after the accident. He’d called her pathetic and lonely when she’d chosen to isolate rather than deal with people looking at her differently. The snap judgments he’d made were childish, and he wished he could take them back.
He’d do anything to make it up to her.
Relief filled him when he returned to the house and found her asleep in the same position. She moved a lot when she had nightmares—something that made more sense now. The blankets hadn’t shifted.
Nex returned the bracelet to her dresser and stripped down to boxers like he’d been in when they fell asleep. He crawled under the blankets behind her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her snugly against his chest. The movement made her stir, and she curled into a tighter ball.
“Did you go somewhere?” She yawned, turning toward him and resting her head under his chin, her hands on his chest.
“Not for long.” He cradled her head, unable to stop picturing her trapped in that car. “Katherine?”
“Hmm?” Her voice was soft and murmured, her eyes not opening.
Nex wasn’t convinced she was fully awake. “I’m sorry for what I said to you,” he whispered. “For what I said that night you brought in the exorcist.”
Kat blinked her eyes halfway open and frowned. “Why are you apologizing for that now?”
“Because I was wrong, and I’m sorry. I don’t think you’re pathetic. I think you’re incredible.” He held her tighter and wished for a way to sink under her skin and let their souls wrap around each other. “I’m sorry for acting otherwise.”
“You already apologized. It’s forgiven.” Kat kissed his cheek and buried into his chest. “I think you’re incredible, too.”
Nex let her fall back asleep while he pet circles on her back. He didn’t deserve her forgiveness, and he certainly didn’t feel incredible. The fact she said it proved he wasn’t good enough for her.
He wasn’t good enough for her, but he’d do everything in his power to get there.
Chapter 29
Vows
Demonslinedthetheaterrow on either side of Nex and filled the row behind him too. They may have been on good behavior, all in human form and appearing relatively normal, but he was still annoyed by their presence and unending questions.
Nex glared at Marcus. “Why did you say anything?”
“Hey, you’re not the only one who cares.” Marcus flipped through a program. “They wanted to be here for Kat like she was for them. We’re not used to being treated nicely.”
“I’m aware,” Nex grumbled and leaned back in his seat. “I just think they’re ridiculous.”
Lucian smirked. “Says the man sitting through the same play for the fifth time.”
Nex scowled. “Shut the fuck up.”
“Usually, outside of hell, we escape the whips, but I guess that’s not the case for you.” Marcus made a whipping motion.
“I will set your seat on fire,” Nex said.
“Nex!”
He recognized the voice but wasn’t expecting to hear it and second-guessed himself. Frida trotted down the auditorium stairs with a bright smile, waving at him.
“Who’s that?” Lucian asked.
“Katherine’s cousin.” Nex frowned. Unless he was mistaken, Kat told him Frida was on the other side of the continent when Kat read her blog post last night.
Frida stopped at his row and opened her arms. “Aw, come on. We’re at the hugging stage, aren’t we?”