I still had my hand on his side, careful not to press. He reached out and hooked a finger into the belt loop on my jeans. It felt so natural, so fulfilling, to be there with him. To talk with him as if we did it everyday. As if we'd been doung it every day for years. Not even the heat of Ian's fury could penetrate the warmth I was getting from Reyes.

I am sorry," I whispered to Reyes.He wrapped his long fingers around my neck and buried his face in my hair. He smelled like a lightening storm. His emotions electricity. His body the desert after a rain. Fresh. Starkly beautiful. Dangerous."Are you okay?" he asked, his breath on my neck."I am now.

Si no vas a decirme dónde estás, si no vas a confiar en mí para ayudarte entonces, ¿por qué estás aquí? ¿Para qué molestarse? Luego de un silencio, en la sala resonó con un suave gruñido, sentí que se iba. Sentí la desaparición de su ausencia en la habitación, el escalofrío recorriendo mi espalda. En una fracción de segundo antes de desaparecer por completo, él pasó junto a mí, y me susurró al oído. “Porque tú eres la razón por la que respiro.

You’re the reason I get up in the morning.That, and I need to pee.

I soaked him in. His image. His scent. His feel.He pulled me to him. Dipped his head. Pressed his mouth to mine in a kiss I could only hope would not be our last.

Rey'azikeen."He'd offered me one last glance and winked a microsecond before he was gone.

I've loved her for centuries," he said. "And I will love her until the stars burn out.""Well, okay then," I said, leaning into him. "That's all you had to say."He stilled when he realized for certain that I knew. That I had all my memories back. The relief I felt from him melted me. His emotions were overwhelming.

Did you really think that when I learned my celestial name, I'd leave? I'd forget all about you?""You did leave. You did forget all about me.""That's different.""The pain was just real."He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed as though his life depended on it.

If he didn't hate me so much and he wasn't an evil supernatural being, I'd be on him like black on Cookie's toast.That woman could not make toast.