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Grace

“I’m not a damn spy, Grace. I said it was curiosity, nothing more.”

They fell silent for a long time.

Grace closed his eyes and listened to Mirage’s heartbeats, which had begun to slow and even out.

His new partner’s calmness made the fire coursing through Grace lower to a comfortable simmer.

Grace opened his eyes to find Mirage was back in his personal space, eyeing him as if he could feel what’d just happened.

“Have you seen the first generation?” Mirage asked out of the blue.

“The Blacks?”

“Yes.” Mirage didn’t break their eye contact. “Have you seen them in action?”

“Yes.”

“I heard they’ve only been together a year.”

Mirage bit his bottom lip until it turned a light shade of pink.

“Do you think we’ll be as in sync with each other as they are?”

Grace didn’t hesitate. “I think we already are.”

“Really?” Mirage blinked.

“Before I met you, I heard your heart beating when you passed the door to the silent suite. You may be a mirage to others…but you’re not to me.”

Mirage attempted to conceal a shudder, but Grace saw it.

“Today, I felt you moving in my direction, and it got stronger before you came into the room. It was so strong that it took a moment before I could turn and face you.”

Grace stunned even himself at the declaration.

“Tomorrow, I’ll feel when you wake up in the morning…so imagine what I’ll feel from you in one year, Mirage.”

Grace turned to leave.

“I’ll see you in the morning.”