Her eyes fly open. “Jayce!” She smacks my waist lightly. “Meanie.”
I chuckle slightly. “But really, that’s a dead name.”
“Ass…” she mutters.
I smirk, kissing her forehead lightly, still very aware of my dick that’s still hard as I try to keep it from pressing against her. “X or Z maybe?” I suggest.
“Like an experiment, Project X, Agent X; why does he get to have a cool name?” She frowns in displeasure.
“Yeah, it’s lame. How about we leave it to someone else to find a name for him? We’re both fucking terrible at it.”
She laughs, covering her mouth. “You’re right.”
“So, it’s your birthday… tomorrow.” I glance at the time. It’s past midnight.
She nods. “Yeah, I wonder if I’ll have a wolf,” she muses.
“You do,” I reply with complete confidence that even I don’t know where it came from.
She smiles softly. “Really? Is that your intuition telling you?”
“I guess so. I’m coming out with more random shit than normal. But really, I think you do have a wolf.”
“I hope so…” She fiddles with the charm bracelet she always wears. I wonder if it holds some importance to her.
“That bracelet, you wear it all the time. Does it have some significance?”
She nods, her eyes saddened as she looks at it. “My dad gave it to me.” Her eyes sting, and I wrap my arms around her, kissing her shoulder.
“Sorry for asking.”
“No, it’s fine, but I wear it all the time. I always will.”
“Just be careful you don’t ruin it when shifting tomorrow.”
She smiles. “It kind of just pops off if the magnet is pulled apart, so it won’t break, but I’ve never taken it off. I guess with shifting, I’ll have to take it off to keep it safe.”
“Makes sense. He’d be proud of you,” I say, remembering the cruel words I had said to her to get a reaction. “And I’m sorry again for hurting you with my words back then. I was hoping I could ask you at the end of the date if you forgive me, but-”
“I forgive you. I know what you were doing, even if it made me mad. Stop apologising, just… keep treating me right, and I’ll be fine.” She cups my neck, tugging me down, and kisses me softly.
“I will, I promise you. Now sleep. It’s been a long fucking night.”
She nods, sighing softly. “Yeah, you’re right, it has. You must be exhausted, too.”
I am. I’m healed, but the exhaustion is still there. “A little. Night…” I murmur.
“Night, night,” she whispers as I prop myself up on my elbow and pull the bed sheet over both of us.
Now to actually sleep or try to when I’m fucking hard.
She stretches, yawning softly, before she snuggles into me without a care in the world and falls asleep.
The next daywas a blur; we were awoken by Azura bringing breakfast. She’s fucking nosy. It was barely 7. She scoffed at me – shocked that nothing happened, since Sienna blurted that fact out – before trying to grill us for all the little details. I told her nothing, but Sienna gave her some answers.
Women.
Then we had another meeting with Leo, where we discussed a visit to Egypt once we pinpoint an area where the temple could be.
