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Nerthus

“Wow,” I say dreamily as I am braiding the tassels of her scarf. “You two are adventurous.”

Emily is just about to inquire about my Thanksgiving after having gushed about theirs, as I jump at Owen slumping back down at the table.

Saved by the bell.

My panic rises as I see Arawn taking his place as well, and I turn around. Checking if he has a split lip or a black eye, I am equally relieved as I am disappointed.

I’m such a disgusting character.

“Everything alright?” I ask, and he nods looking at me as if I had caught him red-handed.

“Sure. Why?” He leans forward to press a chaste kiss on the corner of my lips, making me freeze.

Shaking my head, I stare at him in disbelief. “Nothing.”

“We will discuss it later like we said we would.” He lowers his voice with a smile, and I nod absentmindedly.

I am more confused than ever, and honestly, I am scared.

Maybe they didn’t talk to each other, and happened to just come back into the room by coincidence?

My fingers itch to grab my pur