then.”
Raeve's smile grew softer when she looked into his eyes. “Why?”
“I'm honored that you've allowed me to be with you, like this. Why did you wait so long to be with anyone else?” Simple enough question, he vowed to learn everything about his angel. There was no other way to describe how he felt about her. She was purely an angel. He'd seen her kindness with others, learned that she felt the sting of others and their cruel words, and still held her head high. She was gentle and kind, and she was fierce like a fighter as well. He'd seen her handle her own when confrontation broke out, and turn into a diplomat to break up fights.
Propping her chin up, her eyes barely met his and his heart pounded stronger every second she didn't answer. The hesitation that lingered in the air between them ate away his patience but forcing her to talk was useless. Forcing her would only cause her to shut down harder. He wanted to know, needed to know why. But how could he push her when every second he spent with her, felt like a dream?
“Raeve.....why did you wait so long?” he pushed.
“Because I didn't want to get hurt again,” she confessed, turning from his gaze. “I don't know, maybe because secretly I was hoping for so long that I stood a snowball's chance in Hell to be with you.” Shit how could he have been so blind? Her haunted eyes held pain that he hadn't known before. Admitting to him her secret on blind faith, trusting him not to hurt her like her previous boyfriend. Letting out a sigh, he pulled Raeve into his arms, rolling her on top of him.
“Raeve, I won't hurt you like he did. That’s a promise.” Aidan prayed the resolve in his voice was enough to convince her to trust him, when in reality only time would show her. Kissing her softly, he promised her he wouldn't allow another human being to ever hurt her again. Silently vowing to be her protector, whether she wanted him to be or not.
“Never.”
~Chapter 9~
“Babe, food's getting cold.”
Raeve's playful tone carried down the hallway, and all Aidan could do was smirk. Climbing to his feet, dog tags and necklace in hand, Aidan made his way down to the kitchen where she was plating their food. He held back for a few moments, watching her twirl around like a ballerina to her music. He saw the light in her eyes spark as she rolled her body to the music like a belly dancer. Biting his lip, he wished he could watch her forever.
“Sweetheart.” He spoke softly, and stepped into the kitchen. “I have something for you.”
Stopping her mid twirl, plate of bacon and eggs in hand, he nudged her to the counter. “ Here.” He handed her the small black pouch, and her eyes shot up to his, concern and confusion seared across her features.
“What is it?” she asked shyly.
“I want you to hold on to this for me until I return. It's my favorite.” Aidan pulled out a small black pouch and spilled free the silver necklace. The scorpion pedant landed in the palm of her small hand.
“It's beautiful, babe, but why? Why not leave it in your safe?”
“Let's just say it's a ‘just in case thing’.”
He watched her expression twist into fury as she shook her head at him. He knew it was the last thing she’d want to hear, but he had to say it whether she wanted to hear it or not.
“No! None of this ‘just in case’ bullshit, you are coming back to me! That's final.”
“Sweetheart, I might not, and I want you to keep this in the event that I don't return.”
Her hands cupped his cheeks, for the first time the searing heat of her touch burned him. “You will come back to me. Understand? Because if you don't, I will track you down in the land of death and beat the holy hell out of you.”
Biting back a laugh, he knew she was serious, and the idea of her in red
Raeve's smile grew softer when she looked into his eyes. “Why?”
“I'm honored that you've allowed me to be with you, like this. Why did you wait so long to be with anyone else?” Simple enough question, he vowed to learn everything about his angel. There was no other way to describe how he felt about her. She was purely an angel. He'd seen her kindness with others, learned that she felt the sting of others and their cruel words, and still held her head high. She was gentle and kind, and she was fierce like a fighter as well. He'd seen her handle her own when confrontation broke out, and turn into a diplomat to break up fights.
Propping her chin up, her eyes barely met his and his heart pounded stronger every second she didn't answer. The hesitation that lingered in the air between them ate away his patience but forcing her to talk was useless. Forcing her would only cause her to shut down harder. He wanted to know, needed to know why. But how could he push her when every second he spent with her, felt like a dream?
“Raeve.....why did you wait so long?” he pushed.
“Because I didn't want to get hurt again,” she confessed, turning from his gaze. “I don't know, maybe because secretly I was hoping for so long that I stood a snowball's chance in Hell to be with you.” Shit how could he have been so blind? Her haunted eyes held pain that he hadn't known before. Admitting to him her secret on blind faith, trusting him not to hurt her like her previous boyfriend. Letting out a sigh, he pulled Raeve into his arms, rolling her on top of him.
“Raeve, I won't hurt you like he did. That’s a promise.” Aidan prayed the resolve in his voice was enough to convince her to trust him, when in reality only time would show her. Kissing her softly, he promised her he wouldn't allow another human being to ever hurt her again. Silently vowing to be her protector, whether she wanted him to be or not.
“Never.”
~Chapter 9~
“Babe, food's getting cold.”
Raeve's playful tone carried down the hallway, and all Aidan could do was smirk. Climbing to his feet, dog tags and necklace in hand, Aidan made his way down to the kitchen where she was plating their food. He held back for a few moments, watching her twirl around like a ballerina to her music. He saw the light in her eyes spark as she rolled her body to the music like a belly dancer. Biting his lip, he wished he could watch her forever.
“Sweetheart.” He spoke softly, and stepped into the kitchen. “I have something for you.”
Stopping her mid twirl, plate of bacon and eggs in hand, he nudged her to the counter. “ Here.” He handed her the small black pouch, and her eyes shot up to his, concern and confusion seared across her features.
“What is it?” she asked shyly.
“I want you to hold on to this for me until I return. It's my favorite.” Aidan pulled out a small black pouch and spilled free the silver necklace. The scorpion pedant landed in the palm of her small hand.
“It's beautiful, babe, but why? Why not leave it in your safe?”
“Let's just say it's a ‘just in case thing’.”
He watched her expression twist into fury as she shook her head at him. He knew it was the last thing she’d want to hear, but he had to say it whether she wanted to hear it or not.
“No! None of this ‘just in case’ bullshit, you are coming back to me! That's final.”
“Sweetheart, I might not, and I want you to keep this in the event that I don't return.”
Her hands cupped his cheeks, for the first time the searing heat of her touch burned him. “You will come back to me. Understand? Because if you don't, I will track you down in the land of death and beat the holy hell out of you.”
Biting back a laugh, he knew she was serious, and the idea of her in red
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