His eyes flash with hurt, “I noticed Neith. I fucking noticed, I searched for you, I was still searching for you when you turned up at the door. You were, are my best friend Neith, and you were more than that, and you fucking know it.”
His hand moves to gently cradle my face as his forehead rests on mine.
Guilt crashes over me in a wave.
I tilt my head back slightly, and my lips brush against his, “I’m so sorry Van.”
It’s like something in him snaps, and his lips find mine again. He lifts me, my legs wrapping around his waist, as our tongues dance together like they have done it a thousand times. My body buzzes with need and such a strong emotion that it almost knocks the air out of me. Van nips my lip, his hands clenchingmy ass tightly as my hands thread into his hair and pull, making him growl as I smirk against his lips.
When he pulls back, his eyes are lighter. “I get it, Nene. I didn’t, but I do now, and if there were a chance that you were going to be in danger, then I would have done the same thing.”
Relief washes through me at his easy acceptance and forgiveness, and I smile. “Thank you for understanding.”
He puts me down reluctantly, “We should probably get in and order some food.”
I frown, as guilt washes through me again, reaching out I grab his hand to stop him, and he looks back at me curiously, “Van you should know, I kissed Raiden, and Doc too.”
I wait for him to explode, for disgust to cover his expression, but instead, he smiles.
“I know. They’re my best friends, it’s not a problem Nene, I promise. Just don’t overthink it,” he replies, and then dips his head and kisses me again, scrambling my brain.
I shrug, “Well alright then. Let’s go and get some food.”
He chuckles and pulls the door open for me so that I can go in. When we get inside the pub is full, there’s barely room to stand let alone find a table to sit at and I think it’s a good thing that we decided to eat at the house. Well, it will be so long as the house is behaving itself, it’s er, unique. Yeah, let's go with unique.
We weave through the other people in here, supes and humans alike, and make our way to the bar where we can easily see the guys towering over almost everyone else in here.
“We’ve already ordered. Niamh was more than happy to do our order to go since it’s so busy in here,” River explains as we reach them.
“We also filled her in on what we have found out so far, even though it’s not much,” Reed says, and I notice that thereis a large ring of space around him despite the fact that it’s so crowded in here. People are automatically trying to avoid him.
“Neith, what do you and Evander want?” Niamh asks me as she appears behind the bar.
“My usual, please,” I grin.
“Double cheeseburger, extra cheese, large chips, and onion rings,” she grins and then turns to look at Van.
“That sounds good actually, can I have the same please?” he asks.
“Sure thing,” she says. “Why don’t you guys head down to my office and grab your stuff? I’ll bring the food to you there.”
“Thanks, Niamh,” I say.
We head behind the bar, earning some curious looks from the regulars since Niamh is notorious for shouting at people who step behind her bar, and we, as apparent strangers, are just walking behind it. This place isn’t like Sully’s though and no one shouts at us to ask us what we’re doing.
“If you give me the address, then I might be able to drop our bags there,” Doc offers as we start picking up our stuff.
I laugh, although it just makes the guys look at me like I’m crazy.
“That probably isn’t the best idea, and definitely not a good idea to turn up without me,” I try to explain, although it just adds to their confusion.
“Okay, seriously, what is up with this house?” Raiden asks.
“It’s unique,” I say. “Really, it’s difficult to explain. It’s better if you just see for yourself.”
Before any of them can say anything else, Niamh walks in with three bags of food.
“Chef put a little enchantment on the food to keep it hot for you,” she says, and then adds with a smirk, “you know just in case.”