Page 59 of The Midnight Order
Her heart speeds up, thrumming through my ears like the small pattering inside the chest of a hummingbird trying to remain in flight.
She moans, and I deepen the kiss, angling my face and opening to her more, letting her in where I have allowed no one to explore for nearly a century.
Her hands dig into my sides, and I cup her face.
My tongue brushes against hers, and her answering flicks send tingling sensations through my body that’s long dead but coming back to life beneath her expert spell.
I have to be careful. I know that better than any of us.
She hasn’t finished her testing yet.
Letting her go will hurt more if I don’t guard myself from her influence.
But she feels like… a new beginning, something magical.
I break away from her lips, pressing my forehead to hers as our panted breaths tango, causing a cloud of breathy steam between us.
“We have to stop…” I breathe.
“Promise me something,” she whispers back.
In this space, in this gazebo, just the two of us, it feels like we’re the only two people in the world.
I have to remind myself I’m no longer a person, and then the truth spreads in my chest like a growing sickness.
“Anything,” I answer, unthinking.
“Don’t erase today.”
I pull away, looking down at her with a brow quirked.
“Don’t erase anything from today. Today was perfect. When this is over, take everything else but this.”
I tip her chin up, pressing my lips to hers softly, closing my eyes as hurt wrings my stomach.
“I promise,” I lie, feeling as if the lie itself took a dagger and stabbed through my undead heart.
Chapter 16
Silver
Parking the Bugatti,I inhale deeply as I see Jasper pull in beside me in the Thunderbird.
Sneaking a look at the review, I take in my kiss-bruised lips and still-flushed cheeks, fighting not to relive how Jasper’s kiss made me feel.
Fighting the urge to smile while I rub my lips with the tip of one finger, I get out of the car, shutting the door behind me as Jasper closes the garage door and looks over at me from near the door that leads into the house.
“I think you and I should chat,” he says, the stern wall that usually encases his face falling back into place.
If I am the key to their curse, I’m to be with each of them, or that’s how I took what they told me. So, I don’t understand the issue with the kiss we shared.
I’ll admit, it felt life-altering on a cellular level.
The entire drive back, however, was spent wondering: What if I’m not the key?
That’s likely what Jasper’s worried about.
I’m no more in the door of Jasper’s room when he grabs my arm and whips me around to face him.
