Page 155 of The Silent War


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“I’m ashamed of the other night,” I told her again, pressing my mouth to the top of her head. “Not because I didn’t mean it. Because I let it make a liar out of the future I promised you.”

“What future?”

“The one where you don’t have to be afraid of what the city turns me into,” I said. “The one where I give you the man before I pick up the monster.”

The future where I control the crow, not the crow controls me.

“You’ve always given me the man,”

I shook my head. “Not always. But I will.”

She tipped back enough to look at me. “How?”

“By letting you see me first,” I said. “By telling you when I’m fraying instead of making you feel it. By eating the food I make instead of pretending I don’t need any. By remembering I don’t have to carry the entire city to keep you safe.”

She smiled, small and adorable. And fuck, I had missed it.

“Good girl,” I traced her lip with my thumb. “There she is.”

I set her on a stool and plated dinner like a man who finally remembered the point of food. When I set it in front of her, she took one bite and made the sound that has broken me since we were teenagers at the academy. I leaned on the counter.

We ate in silence. When she finished, I kissed the corner of her mouth.

“Come to bed,” she said.

My body saidfinally. My ribs saidcareful. My head saidthank God. But I kept my eyes on hers and made sure the only answer that mattered got there first.

“Okay, baby,”

She slid her hand into mine. I turned off the lights. I led her down the hall.

I undressed her slowly, with kisses as checkpoints. Because undressing her was sacred.

When I laid her down, I stayed above her, my hands by her shoulders.

“Tell me you hear me,” I whispered.

“I hear you.”

“Tell me you’re safe.”

“I’m safe.”

“Tell me I’m yours.”

“You’re mine,” she smiled.

I lowered my head and kissed her, worship first, always worship.

Now I was going to take her slow.

And when she finally fell asleep with her face tucked against my throat, I stayed awake. Listening to my favourite sound.

Everyone else gets the monster.

She gets me.

Chapter Forty-Six