Page 9 of Silver
Chapter 7
Wilston
Silver was a mystery. Did he already have his magic? How was a person able to look so well put together even while sleeping? I probably shouldn’t stare at him while he slept, but I couldn’t stop myself. I knew he had a soulmatch that could arrive at any moment, and I did, too, but my eyes wouldn’t stray from his sleeping form. The peaceful smile he had while dreaming was… alluring in a way I couldn’t explain. I wanted to taste those lips. But they weren’t mine to kiss.
Suppressing a sigh, I leaned back and stared at the dark ceiling. Xarius had offered me something to wear, but I’d opted for my boxers instead, hoping Silver wouldn’t mind seeing so much of my body. I didn’t like borrowing clothes, and I preferred to sleep in my underwear. A cute sound from Silver brought my attention back to him.
I wasn’t getting any sleep tonight.
I found that I didn’t even mind that.
The world was a beautiful place. Or at least it was from where I was currently lying.
Silver lay on top of me, his hands and legs tangled with mine. I fought the itch to run my hands down his back in soothing motions; it wasn’t right of me to touch him. He didn’t sleep on top of me on purpose, it was simply something he did in his sleep. He’d be mortified if he woke up with my hands on him without his consent.I wasn’t asleep. I couldn’t blame it on that. And I knew he wouldn’t have picked me to sleep on had his soulmatch been there instead.
I tried to think about something other than the beautiful man on top of me. I’d called Emma before we went to bed, explaining that I had some family stuff to deal with and had to quit. Thankfully, she didn’t ask further questions, knowing by now I wasn’t big on talking. I informed her that I would clean out my stuff from the apartment and that she could do whatever she wanted with the things I’d left behind. Since she’d already sold it, it was only a matter of time anyway before I had to move out.
As soon as the others were up, we would shower, dress, then find somewhere to eat. Xarius had explained it was easier in that order if we got attacked, leaving my place last and then leaving town immediately after.
Niam had said they knew how to make wards so we shouldn’t be in danger, but they still liked to be cautious. When I dared ask how often they’d been attacked, their answer scared me.They didn’t know.
Snowflake came into the room, not caring he was making noise as he jumped into the bed, rousing Silver awake.
He blinked his eyes open slowly, then they widened. “Oh! I’m so sorry!” he said, jumping away from me. I tried not to let my emotions show just how devastated I was from the loss of his warm body, smiling at him instead.
“It’s okay. You have no control when you’re asleep. I get it.” I liked talking to Silver, but I had to remember less was more, and I really didn’t want to accidentally offend him.
He rubbed his eyes and gave me a smile in return. “Not that I wouldn’t snuggle up to you willingly.” He winked and left the room, leaving me alone and confused in bed.
Snowflake started purring as he took over most of the bed, waiting for me to pet him. I’d only seen Leon and Snowflake briefly before bed, and was thankful they wouldn’t be sleeping in our room. I needed to get used to the idea that a snow leopard and ostrich wouldn’t be dangerous. Now I found myself petting Snowflake while I went over what Silver had said.
Did he mean it?
Chapter 8
Silver
Showered and feeling human again, we finally found a place that had something other than waffles and pancakes, much to Xari and Niam’s protests. I simply couldn’t care less. I needed something else for breakfast this time, and they always picked someplace with either greasy or sugary stuff.
“Oh, will you stop your whining!” I snapped at Niam who looked down at his oatmeal with mixed fruit on top. “We always eat what you two crave, now it’s my turn, and next will be Wilston’s. I think that’s a fair rule to follow from now on.”
Xari sighed. “Fine, I guess we just got used to it only being us, and because we’re so perfect together, we love to eat the same things.” I rolled my eyes. Xari was intent on proving over and over again that they were “couple goals”.
“I like it,” Wilston said, taking a bite and hiding his blush when we gave him all our attention. I smiled, shooting Xari a look that said “See! He likes it!” Xari just shook his head and stabbed his spoon into his own oatmeal.
Niam looked at Wilston, “You ready to head to your place after this?” Wilston just nodded and kept eating. I could tell Niam had trouble with the fact Wilston rarely spoke, and when he did it was often short sentences he’d likely thought over in his head a few times before saying the words out loud. Xari could read his emotions and didn’t seem too worried, but I knew Niam was big on all of us getting along. I caught Niam’s gaze and shook my head. It wasn’t something he should push, I knew that much.
I took my sweet time savoring the oatmeal, knowing I wouldn’t be getting something like it for a long time. The others could’ve ordered other stuff, they also had bagels and yogurt, but they seemedso used to all of us ordering the same that they just picked the same as me. It was kind of cute, actually.
Not for the first time, I felt Wilston’s eyes on me. Whenever he looked at me it felt like a caress against my skin. Was it magic? Fate? Who knew, allIknew, was that Wilston was looking at me.A lot.I preened inside every time it happened. That had to mean he thought we were soulmatched, too. I could only hope he would be more talkative towards me when we were alone in the teardrop trailer tonight. Last night I’d been too tired to stay awake for long, drifting off way too soon. I knew my excitement over meeting Wilston had everything to do with my exhaustion, but I got to snuggle with him, even if I’d acted all surprised when I’d woken up. I may have been awake for longer than that, feeling his eyes on me as I “slept” on top of his body.
I was going to do it every single night.
We all entered Wilston’s apartment, knowing splitting up even for a second could be fatal. His apartment was small, likely as small as my trailer had been. I could tell he seemed nervous about us being here. We weren’t really ones to judge considering he was the only one with a real apartment. I decided to ease his mind a bit.
“Wow, your place is much bigger than my trailer was.” He looked surprised, then looked down at my clothes with confusion. “Oh, I lived in a trailer park before these guys showed up. I could only afford this because Xariliterallymakes gold.”
He nodded and smiled. It was a shy smile, but I felt good about it. I was reading him correctly and helping him feel accepted. I couldn’t lie, it felt amazing being something other than just a hot piece of ass for once.
