She smiled, edging closer to me.

“I am.”

“I won’t keep you. Enjoy the rest of your evening.”

“Bye dickhead.”

“Bye Disney Princess.”

He hung up. I looked at her, but she was scowling.

“What was that about?” I asked.

“Oh god, he was being a dick in the car and going on about how we’re Beauty and the Beast. I told him to shut up, but you calling me princess in front of him has clearly made it worse.”

I raised an eyebrow. Beauty and the Beast? That wasn’t far off what we were.

“Do you not want me to call you that?”

Her face fell.

“No, no. I do. It makes me feel special. He just likes to wind me up.”

I wrapped an arm around her.

“Special, huh?”

Her ears went pink.

“Am I not your princess?”

I cupped her face, running my thumb over her lip.

“Mmm, you are. The most beautiful princess in all the lands.”

She frowned.

“Don’t you start too.”

I grinned. She walked into that one. Fuck. This felt so right. Being here with her. Making jokes like we were normal.

Except we weren’t normal.

I’d got her back, but the road ahead would be paved with problems. There was so much we still had to do. So much to overcome.

I would let her have these few precious moments before we ran into trouble.

She needed them.

I needed them.

I hoped together we’d be okay.

But things always have a way of falling apart around me.

I pressed her down on the bed and kissed her. Letting our passion and need for each other eclipse everything else. Because soon, there would be a world of shit coming our way when Avery went back out into the real world.

And I, for one, was not fucking prepared for the fallout.