“Alora, you donotdate! What the hell is going on?”
“Darce...he kind of got to me.”
“You like each other, don’t you?” She was clapping her hands excitedly! “I fuckingknewit! See? Youcanfeel things. It only takes the right person.” I wasn’t sure Darce was a person, but I couldn’t tell her that. “Where are you spending Christmas? Here or at his place?”
“I was hoping you wouldn’t mind us spending it here.” I was sure she was heading back home for the holidays.
“Of course! I’ll be with my parents, anyway. You’ll have the entire apartment to yourself.”
Bookends was closed for a few days. Book Junkies did a massive sale the day after Christmas, so there was no point opening the shop until the twenty-seventh. We couldn’t compete with their discounts. The Fae Ball in January would be our money winner. We had already sold over three hundred tickets. I wasn’t sure we would be able to fit more than four hundred people in the book shop. It was going to involve moving a lot of furniture on the ground floor and upstairs, but we had plenty of time to do it.
“Thanks.” The thought of two days alone with Darce made my body react in a feral way. I began to wonder how many times he could make me cum in two days.
“He’s really done a number on you, hasn’t he?” Evelyn was studying my face while I daydreamed about the powers of Darce’s tongue. “Was hethatgood?”
“Mmmm...” Biting my lip, I looked up at the ceiling.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” she snorted, taking a sip of her wine. “It looks good on you.”
“What does?” I frowned.
“Happiness.” Evelyn winked. “Don’t fuck in my bed while I’m away, though, okay?” I slapped her arm as she laughed hysterically.
Christmas with Darce was going to be interesting.
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“YOU BROUGHT ME A GIFT?” I asked as Darce handed me something wrapped in dark cloth.
“Not a gift. Something useful. Hopefully, it’s the right size.” He watched me open it. I smiled at the fighting leathers wrapped within the cloth.
“Are you tired of seeing me in these thin garments?” I motioned to the white, almost see through fabric that was wrapped over clothes that resembled a golden bra and panties set.
“If you want to become a warrior, you must look the part. Pretty, alluring clothes do not win battles.”
“You are not affected by my body, at all?”
“Alora, I am teaching you tofight. If you want me to teach you how tofuck, that is an entirely different lesson.”
Annoyed at his outburst, I crossed my arms and glared at him. “You did not answer my question.”
“Do you want me to teach you how to fuck instead?” Quirking an eyebrow, he smirked down at my shocked face.
“NO! You disgusting prick!”
“Well, stop asking stupid questions and put those fighting leathers on! We have a lot of work to do!”
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RESTLESS WITH FRUSTRATION, I woke up when my hand slammed into a hard chest.Darce. Darce had been sleeping next to me until I unintentionally smacked him.
“Hey, what’s with the lashing out?” he chuckled, moving some of the darkness away that shrouded us. “Are you always this violent in bed?”
“We hated each other in the beginning, didn’t we?”
“Were you having another dream?” He turned on his side to face me, tracing the outline of my jaw with his fingertips. Nodding, I reached out and got lost in the indents on his chest. Darce allowed me to touch him this time, the resolve fading in his eyes. “What did you dream about?”
“You bought me some fighting leathers.” Darce smirked at the memory. “Did you ever teach me how to fuck?”