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   Chapter 31 Tears Are Not Good Enough

The Silverskin By Rian Torr Characters: 5673

Updated: 2018-03-07 15:18

Back in the present, Seven soon slowly started feeling tired again at last.

He mashed out his smoke and rolled back into bed, leaving the curtains wide open―submitting to a star-swollen slumber—unsure what time it was, other than knowing not long left to sleep.

He awoke twenty minutes on, in freshly glistening skin―amid heated thoughts over his dream sequences.

He ripped his covers aside and sat upright in bed. Eva did not stir in her slumber, thankfully peacefully at rest.

He snuck off to the bathroom to start a shower. All he could think about was Faye and it was seriously troubling.

Looking in the mirror, splashing cold water on his face—he worried that Eva was not safe here—either from French's Forest—Lady Faye—or even from himself.

Indeed, the woods brought out the animal in him—and he knew that the longer they remained there, his vampire instincts would slowly take greater hold.

He might bite her in his sleep if he was not careful―or lead her into danger—if he was not watchful on his subconscious mind. Anything could happen over time.

But most worrisome to him now was the likeliness he would see Faye soon. Her foreplay had gone on too long to last, for he knew Her so well. She would show.

He showered, toweled―and dressed for the day. He crept down into the kitchen. He opened door to the morning.

Lifting the windowed screen door, he let crisp fresh air roll in, clearing his head at last. He breathed in deeply disturbed.

He stared into the breaking night, studying the shadow-torn edges of French's Forest for a time. It was grim.

Some stubborn darkness still clung there, to the inner branches at the edges―but when the day fin

re the wrapping off. Silver sparkles fell off.

Lifting the lid, he saw a silver pocket-watch. He dangled it by its chain, letting it swing back-and-forth like a pendulum, reflecting brilliantly in his eyes.

"I'm speechless, " he said, eyes wide.

"Now you have no excuse not to know the time ..." she said—blushing like she had been practicing the line all week. "No excuse ..." he said smiling now.

He wondered how he would ever tell her the truth about his undead origins. He was only too sure, that someday soon, he would lose her forever. She was his gem.

"It's engraved too ..." she said then.

She flipped it over for him to read.

I read in bold: Seven's Lucky Hands

His eyes brimmed in a special light.

She hugged him very tightly to her.

"I love you, " he said, his eyes wet.

"Why do you cry?" she said quietly.

He could only shake his head now.

"Babe, tears are not good enough."

He put on a smile for her, unable to reveal his sadness that they might soon both be dead. He wanted to cherish it all.

"Love should be happy celebration."

"I will be joyous the second home."

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