“Do you?” I ask, grinning up at him, sort of surprised to see Jackson wanting to go to a social occasion.“Oh, I’m happy to stay in here,” he says, giving me a broad grin. “Alone with you. We can turn the water back on, or get in the tub…”I grin up at him, shaking my head. “Don’t tempt me, McClinto
Tony smirks at me and sketches out a deep bow. “Your highness,” he murmurs. “Your utter shock is both offensive and gratifying at once. I thank you for it.”I laugh and stumble towards him, throwing my arms around his neck and giving him a big hug. “That is amazing!” I gasp. “How did you do that!?”
I beam again at my friend, sitting back against the couch with a gratified sigh. “Good, I’m glad you won,” I say, nestling back into the pillows. “And I hope Wright is stinking mad about it.”“Oh, I didn’t win,” Tony says, taking a big bite of his cookie. “You did. I got disqualified for friendly fi
“Wait, seriously?” Ben asks, leaning forward and giving Tony a friendly shove on the shoulder. “I thought assassin track was a myth!”“You’re supposed to think it’s a myth!” Tony says, laughing and turning towards Ben. “That’s how it stays a secret.”“Wait, so, what do you do all day?” I ask, leanin
I do as he says, holding the whiskey bottle as he walks away, letting my eyes lightly drift over his rather stunning form as I do. Luca he is…well. When he walks like that, it’s very difficult to take your eyes away.Ben turns towards me and gives Tony a nudge, nodding my way. Tony nods eagerly and
A few hours later, Daphne’s face cracks into a wide yawn and Jesse, sitting next to her on the couch, reaches out and pats her knee.“Come on, lady detective,” he says, getting to his feet and offering a hand. “Let’s get you to bed.”“The party’s not done though,” she protests, yawning again as she
Jesse lets go of his leash on the shadows a bit, letting them pool, and then dropping his hands and tipping two perfect little shadow kittens out on the cushion between them.“Oh my…oh my god,” Daphne whispers, delighted, leaning down and peering at the little half-substantial kittens before her, th
I groan, snorting awake when Jackson lays me down in my own bed.“What’s happening,” I murmur, looking around, completely confused.“You fell asleep,” he replies, smirking at me as he climbs in next to me and reaches out to un-hook the curtain, letting it shush shut. “I figured you’d rather continue
Ariel bursts out laughing and gestures out to the rest of the roof. “Of all the interference to our plans, you’re going to point out this tiny, adorable, sleeping infant pup as the problem!?” Both boys look down at the little dark-haired baby, whose amber eyes flicker open to betray her mother’s w
Jesse sighs, glancing at his watch and then looking to the door, an undrunk glass of champagne in his hand. “Where the hell is your damn sister?” “Your damn cousin,” Rafe murmurs, draining his glass and then pouring himself another. “You’d better stop that,” Jesse says, turning his head to Rafe
She goes still for a moment and then laces her fingers with his, squeezes his hand. “We’re not dating or anything,” she snaps. “Just…because you got all rejected and stuff. I didn’t come running up here just because you’re single – I thought you were going to die –“ “Sure, you didn’t,” Jesse says,
“I love you, Jesse,” Midnight whispers, watching him, her little mouth trembling, her entire body feeling weak. “I love you too, Mids,” he replies. “Always.” She nods once. And then disappears. Midnight fights hard against her emotions as she flits through the castle, moving back and forth bet
“I’m saying,” Midnight says, freely crying now, cupping Jesse’s face in her tiny hands. “That I – I don’t want to have your pups, Jesse. Ever. Ever. I don’t want them.” She shakes her head, vehement. “I think I’d be a bad mom. I’d leave them at the grocery store and forget they were there. I – I jus
She has to admit though…the stars are a pleasant addition. Midnight’s wolf gives a little worried howl, sprawled out in her soul, her little legs too weak to carry her much or far these days. But Midnight smiles a little and strokes a mental hand over her wolf’s fur, pleased to see her free and cl
“What,” Jackson asks, frowning down at the little rectangular stone in his hands. “Is it like, special?” “Jackson!” Midnight hisses, standing on her toes to smack him on the chest. “They’re invaluable! This is only the second I’ve ever seen in the world! And I only know of one besides that other o
I laugh, pointing at the big plate of apple pie on the table. “Well, I’m glad to see that you’re feeling cheerful,” I say, grinning at her. “I am!” she says, happily plopping down next to Jesse and reaching for the pie, pulling it all onto her lap and digging in with a fork. “I don’t think that an
Jesse’s eyes open first, and then Midnight’s, slow and sleepy. “How do you feel?” I ask quietly, leaning towards her, able to see her better now in the dawn light that streams through the windows. “What happened?” Jackson asks. I turn to see him standing at the door and I smile, reaching out a h