Page 33 of Darkness Consuming
Chapter Seventeen
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I’d forgotten how good she felt. Just to be near her is this feeling of being alive. It’s a swirling energy that drills through my veins. That feeling alone makes me want to never let her go.
Nollix didn’t say it, but I know where we are. We’re in the underworld. I willingly dropped into the underworld for this woman.
I must be madman.
I’m lucky her father didn’t find me trailing after her and Nollix in the hall.
Her fingers slip away from me before I can even say a word. Her soft curves pull away from me and my hands fall to my sides.
There’s a tension in the air. It’s a thick feeling of unspoken words. When I lock eyes with my friend, no one has to say a word for me to understand.
Because his attention darts away.
He might never admit it, but I know he likes her. She might never admit that she feels the same way. And I’m the only idiot who confessed his love just to be asked why I fucking said that.
The air pushes forcefully through my lungs. When did our lives become so complicated?
My palms settle against my hips and my gaze drifts back to her. It’s a magnetic thing. I’m always drifting back to her.
Violence stands in the middle of the room and suddenly all attention is on her small frame.
“Let’s lie down and plan for the morning.” Her voice is quiet and I’m not sure I heard her right.
I look to the bed that the Warlock is occupying. His lengthy body takes up nearly the entire mattress.
“Have you all been sleeping there?” My brows crease, and when I look to Nollix for understanding, laughter starts to shake through me.
His jaw tightens just slightly and he looks to the floor once more. The image of the three of them in bed circles my mind and for some damn reason all I can picture is Nollix spooning Cameron while Cameron snuggles Vi.
Harder I laugh, until a pretty smile pulls at her lips as well.
It sobers me just slightly. I take a single step closer to her.
I want to kiss her again. I want to feel her body against mine. I want her to understand exactly why I said what I said back in that bell tower.
“What’s so funny?” Her fingers skim against mine, sending a shiver through right down to my bones.
I swallow hard.
“Nothing.” I can’t think of a single funny thing right now.
Her amber eyes search mine. The darkness of the room can’t take away how gorgeous her eyes are. It’s like the sun itself was poured out into her gaze.
“Then come to bed,” she whispers.
I nod and she pulls lightly on my hand.
Cameron shifts on the thin blanket. He sets a book down on the nightstand. It looks like a book of religion sitting there; dark and leather bound.
When the three of us step closer to the edge of the small bed, he speaks.
“I’m going to sleep in the bathtub tonight, I think.” Cameron pushes from the bed but before he stands, she pulls away from me and is right there in front of him.
