Page 64 of Puck My Life
I’ve stretched out the moment a little longer, but now I need to relinquish her back to the alpha who is clearly her date.
The owners don’t bat an eye at our fancy dress. Vae takes a bite of the bee-sting and moans. “This is incredible.”
She takes another bite, getting cream on her nose, and I find myself smiling at her, watching how happy she is.
“Raynor, you need to try this.” She holds it up to me, and I lean forward and take a bite.
It is really good.
She spins around, flaring out the train of her skirt. “You guys are pure genius. This is incredible. How did you get the sweet and salty balance?”
The older woman smiles, her cheeks red. I doubt she’s ever seen anyone get so excited over her pastries before.
I watch them talk before Vae comes back to me and hugs me. It’s impulsive and unexpected, and it takes my breath away.
“Thank you, Raynor. This was just what I needed.”
“Anything for you, Vae.”
I take her hand and drive us back home.
She kicks her shoes off and picks them up, walking around the house and out the back.
“Not going to get undressed?”
“No, it’s nice to feel pretty.”
I pull at my black tie and unbutton the first three buttons on my black shirt.
She looks up at the stars and smiles.
“What are you smiling at the stars for?”
“I’m just telling them I found another recipe for them to try.”
“The stars?”
“Whoever is out there.” She shrugs but doesn’t drop her smile.
“Is anyone out there?”
“I don’t know, but does it hurt to talk to them?”
I laugh and catch her up. “Dance with me again, just you and me and the stars you love so much.”
She curls her arms around me, and I move her in a slow shuffle.
“Stay with us.”
I don’t mean to say it, and I wish I could take it back. She shuts down and steps back, putting this space between us that I hate.
“I can’t stay.” Her face creases into a scowl. “You didn’t call.”
That soft accusation hits hard. “I know. I’m sorry, I didn’t want you to-” I cut myself off. “Mal was really drunk, too drunk. It took me until sunrise to get him to bed.”
“Oh.”
She doesn’t look convinced. She looks hurt.
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