Page 173 of Let It Snow
For a second I think hard about what to say, just staring at him, and then blurt it out, "It’s true? We’re… True Mates now?
He nods again.
"You bound our souls as one?"
Another nod.
I raise my hands, rubbing my temples in disbelief. "Crazy…" I whisper, my voice breaking. "Crazy!"
Snow’s smile is a bit rueful.
"That’s because I’m… crazy about you, Summer," he whispers, almost shyly.
Our gazes lock for a split second, and then I shoot into his arms like a bullet, burying myself in his embrace. A broken sob escapes me.
"I really thought I’d never see you again, that it was over."
His hands stroke my head, my back, he plants a kiss on the top of my head, but he stays silent.
"It’s all over, Summer. We can just relax now. And move on to the next chapter."
Oh, I so want this.
But I still need to ask.
"So now we can really… die? If we’re separated?"
His serious energy slightly changes, and Snow suddenly chuckles.
"I don’t know why it specifically matters so much to you, but yes. Exactly that. And you even saw this happening with your own eyes. In the other reality."
An unexpected thought pops into my head.
I jerk my head up, eyes wide.
"Wait. The veradiol would spike too?"
Snow laughs. I know it may seem weird that I’m thinking about such trivial things, yet I am. I desperately need some small joys, something to brighten all of this and maybe make it a bit lighter, more fun.
"Don’t you have one of those little testing devices?" Snow tilts his head playfully. Maybe he also wants to feel, for a moment, some relief from the weight of what happened.
"I do! I’ve got five different ones!"
"Then maybe it’s time to check if they actually work." He grins.
"I know, it may seem random, but…"
"Don’t worry about it, Summer. Let’s check it out!"
I grab his hand, and we tear upstairs to my room like maniacs. I dig through the bottom drawer and pull out the veradiol testing devices.
"The shortest time they can register separation is one hour," I say, handing him a device.
"Okay. Let’s do a baseline first."
We both prick our fingers, and the test comes up negative; no veradiol in our blood.
Then, I look at him.
