Page 138 of Nemesync
He took me to the beach, swam with me, danced with me, kissed me, and even let me sleep in his arms while he drove.
He raised an eyebrow, the same smirk playing on his lips. “Earlier tonight, I did kill someone in front of you, you know.”
I teased him with a grin, seeking the safety of his green eyes. “Yeah, but that was just to impress me, right?”
He placed a soft kiss on my lips and replied, “Absolutely right.”
We made our way to the bathroom, the warm water cascading over us, washing away the sand and salted water.
My hands found their way back to his neck.
“I once wanted to kill you too.”
His head tilted, and with a cheeky smile, he retorted, “Is that so?”
I nodded. “But then you decided to save me instead.”
His hands rested on my hips. “Lucky for you, I have a soft spot for this little woman who tried to murder me with her attitude and blades.”
“And I have a soft spot for this Russian psycho who tried to strangle me to death.”
“Now you beg me to put my hands around your throat.”
Oh my god.
I laughed and covered my face, “How dare you!”
He gently grabbed my cheek, grinning proudly and whispered, “It’s okay,Milaya. Look at you, naked in my bathroom, with my marks all over your body. Things change a lot.”
I smiled and kissed him even more.
He took his time lathering soap on my body, leaving little kisses everywhere from my neck down to the small of my back. He even bit my flesh from time to time, before continuing to lather soap all over. I reciprocated on his body, lingering on the scars adorned with tattoos all over him.
After that, we washed, dried, and got dressed. We headed to bed, Elijah sat on the edge, and I settled between his legs. Heobserved me with a subtle intensity, his piercing gaze taking in every detail of my being.
“I can’t stop looking at you.”
I smiled because he never was this open about his feelings. Maybe something changed tonight. Something that we didn’t break before.
“You’re cute too,” I replied with a small chuckle.
“You’re not cute Zanae, you’re everything. You’re more than everything.” he insisted, with a mix of anger and affection.
“I think I may need insulin,” I replied in a whisper, blushing,dyingbecause of the way he was looking at me right now— with so much softness.
Breathe Z, breathe.
His fingers traced a pattern on my arm, cutting through the air around me. “It’s not just your freaking beautiful face Zanae.”
I tilted my head, hot, shy and tired, but loving this moment way too much to break it.
“It’s the confidence, the way you carry yourself, you’re intelligent, more than any other person I work with, you’re strong too,” he explained, a hint of admiration in his tone. “Not to mention the fact that you’re a pain in my ass and still manage to look perfect doing it.”
I chuckled, leaning back against him. “If I’m going to be a pain, might as well be a pretty one, right?”
Elijah smirked; his gaze fixed on me. “The prettiest pain in the ass.”
“You’d be annoyed if I weren’t.”
