Chapter 36
Chapter 3 6
He is here, ~really here~ .
In New Orleans.
“Apollo,” I whisper as he holds my face, his penetrating stare making my skin tingle.
“Viola, is it?” He smiles down at me.
“Angel.” I laugh. “I like Angel.”
He nods with a sexy grin and glances around the room for the first time, raising a brow. After a few minutes, he runs a hand down his smooth face. “Your living quarters give me anxiety, I will admit.”
My eyes widen and I laugh. “What? Why?” I glance around the room too.
Apollo leaves me and takes in my small living room with red and white floral couches. It’s not great, but cute, and I find myself blushing.
He is so larger than life that he makes the room feel even smaller. It’s almost laughable. He exhales and glances back to me, that black gaze seeing too much.
“I could have kicked in your door in seconds. It’s not safe for a girl who looks like you. ”
He continues with his hands on his hips, his black leather jacket pulling on his thick biceps, “There is a man living on the first floor of this house, I’m sure you’re aware of that?”
“Most men are not built like a superhero.” I roll my eyes. “And yes, he is harmless. A true gentleman,” I say in my proper voice, still in shock that he is standing in my small living room.
I forgot how gorgeous he is. Well, I didn’t forget, I was just willing myself to erase his image so I could function in life.
He tilts his head at me. “There’s no such thing as a gentleman, just a patient wolf. Remember that.”
I laugh at that. “So, you’re not a gentleman?”
His gaze narrows on me. “I think you know the answer to that, Angel.”
Goosebumps litter my body and I pull on my robe, feeling a wave of nervousness. “How did you get here?”
He walks over to me and grabs my hand, pulling me toward the couch. He sits down and takes up the whole love seat, but it doesn’t matter because he pulls me on his lap.
I realize I am still wet and naked under the black robe. I quickly bring my legs to the side, blushing. I don’t think he noticed, though, and I sit on him princess-style.
Only a week has gone by, and I feel out of my element with him. It’s like if Thor just decided to show up and have tea with me on my couch. Very unnatural.
I feel like I am out of breath, still in a state of surprise. In his world it was different, but here on Earth, he looks more superhero-ish than ever. Out of place.
I bite my lip. I can’t believe someone like him is in love with me. I mean, I still have my Fairy Godmother physical gifts, but I can’t shake how nervous I feel.
I’m good though .
~Act normal.~
“So, how did you get here?”
“You’re wet, and you smell like roses,” he says. I can feel his hand tracing circles on my hip.
I take a breath, telling myself not to throw the robe off and tell him to take me. ~Down, girl. Down~ . “I was in a bath when you knocked.”
My depression red-rose bath.
Apollo’s expression does not change as he glances in the direction of the bathroom. A strained silence passes between us, and I clear my throat.
“So how did you get here?” Does my voice sound higher?
“You were in a bath?”
“Yes,” I barely say.
He shifts under me making me grab onto his shoulders. “Are you trying to tell me you’re naked?”
I think my face turns cherry red and I smile. “Well, I didn’t take a bath with clothes on.”
Apollo nods, then grins, looking down. “I’m sorry, Angel. I will try to focus,” he murmurs. “I just missed you, everything about you. You must have been so hurt by me.”
He glances up at me and my heart squeezes.
“Why didn’t you come?”
“I convinced myself you were lying in my drunk state. In hindsight, I can’t believe I was able to do that. I admit that I was hurt by what I saw when I touched your necklace, and I just lost it.
“I didn’t think you were leaving, so I called your bluff. I just thought it was another one of your tall tales, I suppose. I was a complete idiot. A fool,” he admits, jaw flexing.
“Tarren came running in that morning yelling at me, and I still didn’t believe it. He said you and Laura were gone forever.” He takes a breath.
“I remember standing there when the realization hit me. I called your bluff and I lost. I ordered the Garthorn army to comb the land to make sure you were not trying to escape me.
“Though even that didn’t make sense because you said you loved me. After two days I started to panic, and I went to the South Shore. I went there and fell to my knees, praying for a miracle.”
I felt my eyes sting, listening to him.
“My knee hit your necklace, the magical one you made me touch. So I grabbed it and I held onto it tightly, asking if anyone heard me. I must have pleaded for hours.”
I leaned into him, kissing his warm skin, inhaling his neck. My heart throbs. “And then what?”
Apollo wraps his arms around me tighter. The smell of his scent and his leather jacket should be bottled and sold.
“I was transported to the Fairy Godmother headquarters.”
“Wow,” I breathe.
I can feel him smile. “I had to stand in front of the Universal Jury, far beyond Fairy Godmother Inc., and plead my case. It took three days before they made the decision to let me come get you.”
“What did you tell them?” I whisper in awe.
He looks at me. “That this is a woman I cannot live without, and that I would give my life for her if the need arose. Most of all, that I fucked up.
“I told them you were born in Delorith and they would be committing a grave injustice if they denied me. Take that and spread it over three days. It was brutal, but so worth it.”
Apollo looks at me. “All of the girls now have the chance to return if they so wish it. Pierce made sure of that.”
I wipe a tear and look up. “I can’t believe you did all of that for me. I am so happy.” I laugh. “Laura will freak out.”
Apollo instantly leans up and kisses me hard, hands holding my face. The taste of his lips makes a swarm of butterflies take flight in my stomach. His mouth is hot and passionate.
“Delicious,” he groans in my mouth, and deepens the kiss, sweeping in his tongue. He is a drug, an amazing kisser.
“We are supposed to leave for the Fairy Godmother’s office immediately,” he breathes between our lips. “They stressed that time is of the essence.”
He molds his mouth to mine with more wild tongue action. This man can do astounding things with his tongue, I remember.
“I was advised to not touch you until we made it back,” he smiles against my mouth, “but you’re naked, so…”
I squeal as Apollo picks me up and carries me to the wall, making my legs wrap around his hips.
Adrenaline pounds through my veins when I feel his mouth suctioning hard to my neck, his hands sliding under my robe and gripping my ass.
My hands are in his glorious platinum hair, ringlets everywhere. ~Sexy as hell~ . He lifts his head and the dark, passionate look in his gaze leaves me breathless.
I am the luckiest girl in the universe.
He touches me ~there~ , and I close my eyes in bliss, my world spinning. “Look at me,” he groans, and licks his lips, dark eyes glittering.
Apollo smiles when I look at him while his fingers are now deep within me, moving with precision, the pace accelerating. I can’t even think of words, my mind is mush.
“I am going to make you scream, Angel.”
And boy do I. I think poor Johnny downstairs will be reaching for his earplugs. Explosions fire off in my body. I am overheating.
He yanks off my robe, ~thankfully.~ I am so hot, I might pass out. “Apollo.” I beg for something, and I want it right now. I feel his mouth everywhere. His hand unzipping his pants makes me excited.
He pins me harder against the wall when I feel the hot length of him enter me with one fast plunge. I gasp and hold on—MERCY.
I don’t even recognize my own voice. He is pumping into me so fast that I can barely register anything but mind-blowing pleasure. I just hang on for dear life, moving my hips with his.
I feel his mouth on my breasts, neck, shoulder, jawline, and lips. It’s like a whirlwind. We are hot and heavy. I don’t know where he begins, and I end. I have heard that saying before and now I understand it fully.
There is something so erotic about me being completely naked and him fully clothed. I hear him whisper harshly into my neck as he thrusts harder. Endearments come from his lips and my heart is full.
And then it happens.
My ovaries explode.
~Kidding~ , but we both come together, and it is ~magnificent.~
I feel a heavy wave of dizziness as Apollo lowers me to the ground, kissing my hair. “I love you, Angel.”
My legs are shaking and my brain running on overdrive, but I hear him say it,
“Wait till I get you back home. We need to build your stamina,” Apollo says in a husky voice full of dark promises.
“Now, let’s get you dressed and ready before the Fairy Godmother turns us into mice.” He pauses with a frown. “She really did say that…and she was not smiling.”
I laugh.
~I love him.~