shadows. The curse of this place means no demon can step foot in the daylight. Sleep for a few hours, hunt, but be back here before the sun sets.” With that the vampire turned, but not before blowing a kiss at Archer and slipped int o the darkened room.
Luka stood at the window, only moving when a hiss emerged from his lips. He took a step toward Cassie, who sank back into the couch. He focused his attention on Archer, and in that silent stare, a multitude of words were spoken. And with that, Luka was gone. Her heart finally began to slow its pace, but the overwhelming tiredness refused to leave. Archer had yet to utter a word, which was so unlike the angel. Cassie always thought her life was screwed up, but the revelations of the past few days were a serious mind fuck. She couldn't help but wonder if she was better off not knowing who her father was, and if she made it out of this alive, then maybe it was time she made a break for it... leave all that she knew behind her... but could she?
Archer stretched out on the couch, pulling her down with him. She went to pull away but those strong arms held her. “Argue with me in a few hours, prince ss, but for now we need sleep.”
Relaxing into him, she let his scent wash over her. She could feel Archer's heart pulse quicken as she rested her head against his chest. He placed a hand on the small of her back as her lids closed. Before sleep captured her, she found herself whispering, “I feel like I've known you for ever too, Archie...”
As she drifted off, she heard him gasp. He now knew for sure she had heard everything; it was now up to him whether he wanted to make anything of it.
***
Cassie woke a short few hours later, confused and warm, to earth-shattering snores. Glancing down at herself, she saw that she was wrapped tightly in Archer's arms, her legs shamelessly sprawled across his waist. His eyes were closed, and for the first time, he seemed at peace. She reached forward and ran a finger across his lips. Cassie knew with all her heart that she loved Luka, but there was something raw and instinctual with Arc her that she could not explain. At the slight touch of her finger, Archer groaned but didn't wake. She traced the outline of his face and wondered what it would be like if he kissed her. When she leaned in, inching her hand closer again, his hand gripped her wrist. “Princess, don't start something you may regret.” His voice was husky with sleep and other things.
“Archer... I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me... Fuck, I keep screwing up... fuck, fuck, fuc...”
Cassie didn't get the chance to finish as she was pulled back down. Archer’s lips crushed against her. His hand twisted in her hair, and he deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue inside her mouth. Cassie heard a feral groan and was shocked that it came from her. The angel certainly knew how to kiss, but as soon as it started, it was over.
Archer pulled away and stared at her, his breath ragged “Just thought we'd get the awkward shite out of the way, Princess. Now there’ll be no more wondering.”
Cassie clambered away from him, shame flowing over her. How could she do that with Luka in the other room? Dear God dess, who was she becoming?
Maintaining the silence, she pulled on her weapons belt and slugged back a bottle of water. Heading toward the exit, she stopped short as the angel stood in her way. The tension in the air sizzled as Cassie fought the urge to kiss him or kill him.
“Where ar e you going, Princess?”
“I’m getting on with the job, angel-boy, before I end up sticking my blade in your sorry ass,” she growled and tried to push him aside.
“Kinky... I like it.” He grinned down at her. “Oh come on, Cassie, lighten up. You were the one feeling me up, and I couldn't resist. Look, now we need to work together, so we can get rid of the demon bitch and get the intel you need. Then when the dust has settled, we can deal with this triangle we seem to have going
Luka stood at the window, only moving when a hiss emerged from his lips. He took a step toward Cassie, who sank back into the couch. He focused his attention on Archer, and in that silent stare, a multitude of words were spoken. And with that, Luka was gone. Her heart finally began to slow its pace, but the overwhelming tiredness refused to leave. Archer had yet to utter a word, which was so unlike the angel. Cassie always thought her life was screwed up, but the revelations of the past few days were a serious mind fuck. She couldn't help but wonder if she was better off not knowing who her father was, and if she made it out of this alive, then maybe it was time she made a break for it... leave all that she knew behind her... but could she?
Archer stretched out on the couch, pulling her down with him. She went to pull away but those strong arms held her. “Argue with me in a few hours, prince ss, but for now we need sleep.”
Relaxing into him, she let his scent wash over her. She could feel Archer's heart pulse quicken as she rested her head against his chest. He placed a hand on the small of her back as her lids closed. Before sleep captured her, she found herself whispering, “I feel like I've known you for ever too, Archie...”
As she drifted off, she heard him gasp. He now knew for sure she had heard everything; it was now up to him whether he wanted to make anything of it.
***
Cassie woke a short few hours later, confused and warm, to earth-shattering snores. Glancing down at herself, she saw that she was wrapped tightly in Archer's arms, her legs shamelessly sprawled across his waist. His eyes were closed, and for the first time, he seemed at peace. She reached forward and ran a finger across his lips. Cassie knew with all her heart that she loved Luka, but there was something raw and instinctual with Arc her that she could not explain. At the slight touch of her finger, Archer groaned but didn't wake. She traced the outline of his face and wondered what it would be like if he kissed her. When she leaned in, inching her hand closer again, his hand gripped her wrist. “Princess, don't start something you may regret.” His voice was husky with sleep and other things.
“Archer... I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me... Fuck, I keep screwing up... fuck, fuck, fuc...”
Cassie didn't get the chance to finish as she was pulled back down. Archer’s lips crushed against her. His hand twisted in her hair, and he deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue inside her mouth. Cassie heard a feral groan and was shocked that it came from her. The angel certainly knew how to kiss, but as soon as it started, it was over.
Archer pulled away and stared at her, his breath ragged “Just thought we'd get the awkward shite out of the way, Princess. Now there’ll be no more wondering.”
Cassie clambered away from him, shame flowing over her. How could she do that with Luka in the other room? Dear God dess, who was she becoming?
Maintaining the silence, she pulled on her weapons belt and slugged back a bottle of water. Heading toward the exit, she stopped short as the angel stood in her way. The tension in the air sizzled as Cassie fought the urge to kiss him or kill him.
“Where ar e you going, Princess?”
“I’m getting on with the job, angel-boy, before I end up sticking my blade in your sorry ass,” she growled and tried to push him aside.
“Kinky... I like it.” He grinned down at her. “Oh come on, Cassie, lighten up. You were the one feeling me up, and I couldn't resist. Look, now we need to work together, so we can get rid of the demon bitch and get the intel you need. Then when the dust has settled, we can deal with this triangle we seem to have going
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