Page 39 of Sparks Flying

Gracie elbowed her and shot her a look.

“What?”

“We want her to feel comfortable enough to stay.”

“Stay?” I asked. “I hadn’t even considered that.”

“Dean’s important here and a vital part of Ravenden security. Of course, we want you to feel comfortable enough to stay.”

They were worried I was going to take him away from here.

Was I?

My head was spinning with unanswered questions now. Things I hadn’t even thought to think about yet.

“You don’t have to make any decisions today,” Gia said. “We just want you to know that if you do stay, we’ve got your back.”

“Um, thanks.”

At that point, Dean finally came over to rescue me.

I yawned. “It’s getting late. I should get back to the motel.”

“I was just thinking the same thing. It’s been a long crazy day. Your motel is close by. I’ll walk you.”

I hesitated.

“It’s late. No one will see us.”

I rose and mumbled a goodbye to everyone.

Feeling so overwhelmed by everything, all I wanted to do was curl up and cry myself to sleep.

“I think we may have overdone it,” I heard Gracie say as we were leaving.

“I just want her to feel more welcome than I did coming into this family,” Kim said.

“And I feel so guilty about that. I may have gone a little overboard trying to be supportive.”

The three of them laughed.

“They are cute together,” she added.

When the door shut behind us, it was the first time we’d really been alone since Gracie drove up to the cliffs hours ago. I was exhausted and my head was swimming from all they had said.

I thought that with how open everyone was about our mating that when it was just the two of us again that it would feel awkward, but it didn’t at all.

We walked down side streets and moved through the shadows of the night. He was right, no one was around.

“Ravens aren’t really known for being night fliers. Most people are settled in for the night by eight or nine. It’s nearly midnight. This town is long asleep by now.”

When the motel came into sight, we stood in across the street between two buildings. Neither of us seemed to be in a rush to leave the other.

“Well, this is me.”

“Can I come in? We should probably talk about this.”

“Um, probably not a good idea. Someone could see you.”

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