Page 58 of Reaper Unhinged
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“Fee!”My teeth rattled as someone shook me.
My eyes snapped open and chill registered, seeping into my bones. Uri’s amber eyes blazed bright as they peered at me. My attention slipped over his shoulder, stunned by the huge silver-white wings cutting a silhouette against the night sky.
His wings.
He had them back.
“Fee, can you hear me?” Uri demanded.
What was this? How was he here? Where was I? Reality filtered through the haze clouding my mind.
I was outside…I was standing on the edge of the pinnacle, barefoot and in my underwear.
What the actual fuck?
Uri scooped me up and carried me toward the open doors into the quarters.
I found my voice. “What happened?”
His jaw was steely as he walked me down the corridor and into the kitchen, and the part of me wondering how the hell he knew where to go was squashed by the bigger part that was still reeling over the fact that I’d been outside in my knickers and bra.
He set me in a seat and busied himself at the stove.
I was suddenly conscious of how naked I was.
As if reading my thoughts, he pulled his shirt over his head and handed it to me, keeping his gaze averted.
I slipped it on gratefully. It was warm from his body heat and smelled of magnolia; it also covered my ass, so that was good.
“What happened? How did I get outside?”
He put the kettle on, then pulled up a chair to sit in front of me. “I don’t know,” he said. “I flew here, and I saw you on the pinnacle…Fee, you walked straight off the edge.” He scanned my face. “I caught you and flew you back up.”
I’d stepped off… “Oh, my God.”
“Fee…What were you thinking?”
Wait…He thought I’d done it on purpose? “No. Fuck, no. I was sleeping. I…I don’t know…” My head felt heavy and strange. “Uri…”
“Sleepwalking?”
“I don’t sleepwalk.”
He pursed his lips as if to say,you do now.
The kettle boiled, and he set about making tea. “This will help.”
“Tea makes everything better, huh?”
“It’s what I hear.” He gave me a small smile, but his eyes were sharp, shrewd, as if he was assessing me.
I clasped my hands and squeezed. This was real. I’d done this. I’d jumped off the pinnacle while asleep.
“I was asleep, Uri.”
He handed me a mug. “Drink up. It’s decaf, so it won’t keep you up.”
