Page 134 of Consume Me

“Conceited, entirely too arrogant.”

“You fit right in, then.”

I arch a brow, and she flattens the line with her fingertip. “You got this.”

“As long as I have you, I can overcome anything.”

She kisses me, and tiredness stretches over her delicate features.

“Sleep, Silver. I’m here.”

“To watch over me, my knight in dark armor.”

I chuckle as my fingers thread through her hair, playing with her silky strands until her breathing deepens with sleep.

While she lies sound asleep and safely tucked in my arms, I think of date ideas.

I can’t let danger sabotage us from spending some quality time together.

***

After classes, I wait for Mia to come outside. She slept in, so we didn’t have breakfast with the others. I made her a quick smoothie packed with vitamins, and we headed out.

From a distance, I see Celine waving at me. Next to her is Kaden. I push myself off the alcove wall, and we meet halfway.

“How was it?” both of them ask at the same time, and then they exchange sugary smiles. I can’t believe neither of them has cavities. But as I watch their smitten expression, I am happy for them.

“It’s done.”

Kaden nods, and Celine looks up at me. “Thank you for doing this.”

“He was born to do this,” Kaden says, and I tip my jaw in agreement.

“See you at home,” Celine says.

“I’m taking Mia on a date.”

“Aww, that’s so sweet.”

“Be safe, okay?” Kaden says, and I pin him with a serious stare.

If someone wants to die today, let them come and disturb our date. I fucking challenge anyone to do that. I’d take their limbs apart and bathe in their blood.

That murderous energy comes to an abrupt halt when Mia steps out of the building like a beam of light. The moment she sees me, she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, radiating. It does things to me seeing her wear my hair clips. My guiding credo becomes making her smile that brightly whenever she sees me.

I take her hand, and the moment we round the corner, I back her into the wall, feasting on her lips until both of us remain breathless.

“Hello to you, too. That’s a mandatory greeting from now on.”

“I live to please you.” It’s a damn statement, not an exaggeration.

Taking her smaller hand in my bigger one again, they fit, like we do—seamlessly.

I pull her over to my car when we reach the house.

“Are we going to the lodge?” she asks, delight coloring her voice. I am glad she loves it there. It will be our house someday. The place I had built so I could get some peace of mind and hide my demons is now the place bathed in light and her.

“Nope. We’re going on a date.”

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