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He rolls his eyes. “No one has said or known whether it’s going to be easy or hard. You just have to do it and figure it out for yourself. Who cares whether it’ll be easy or not? You just have to want it, then you figure it out.”

“Sounds like a battle plan, huh?”

He grins. “I won the war with that.” He flexes his wings. “And now, I’m asking you, do you want to be my mate? I can cook for you. I can also show you more than you can ever imagine.”

I clench the fork. I want to agree. But it feels like something’s going to go wrong.

His intense gaze remains on me. It seems like he’s going to wait for an answer before he’ll say a word and let me leave.

“Gisett.”

“Yes, I’m here.”

“So... You’re certain that you want someone like me as your mate?”

“You’re perfect the way you are. Yes.”

Now that doesn’t sound too encouraging, but... “And you don’t mind if I just want to curl up and cry? Or when I’m a ball of nervous energy? Or when I’m the unluckiest person ever exists?”

“I’m the luckiest gargoyle, though, with you.” He takes my hands, clasping them together. “Give us a chance, please?”

There goes nothing. I nod. “Yes. Let’s try this.”

He stands and yanks me from my chair into the air in no time. “Yes! I’ve been waiting.”

He grabs me in his arms and rushes to the window. I squeal. At least I finished my food, but that may be the reason he decided to do something stupid. “Where are we going?”

“The sky. I better start showing you what we can be doing together right now!”

A hot stream of blood rushes through my whole body. Is he... going to fly me into the sky with him?

Geez!

Chapter 26

Laura

Gisett holds me in front of him as he stands on the windowsill. “Are you ready?”

I glance beyond us, where the woods and the road lie. “Like... No?”

He kisses my neck. A strong wave of wind blows against us. I take a step back, but he is standing right behind me, and I end up rubbing against his body. His cock twitches and he holds me even tighter to his chest. “Don’t worry, I won’t ever hurt you or let you get hurt.”

“But...” I peek again. I live on the fourth floor, which isn’t that high up, but it’s not nothing. I’d still be pretty dead if I fell from here. “So... Are you sure you can fly?”

“What kind of question is that?” He spreads his wings. “Look at these. These are perfect for flying and I’ve been flying for almost as long as I’m alive.”

“So... Are you sure you can fly with me?”

“Obviously.”

“What if I’m too heavy?”

“No, you aren’t. I’m holding you and I know how much you weigh.”

I peek under us again. The woods are small down there and it still doesn’t feel right. “But, what if...?”

“I’m a gargoyle, come on. You’ll enjoy it. It’s just like how you’ve were worried that my cock would break you.”

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