A Forever Series Box Set: A Paranormal Reverse Harem-(Book 1-5) - Page 296

“It doesn’t look like it has been modernized,” he says with a frown. “No, of course it hasn’t. He wants it exactly as you left it. A shrine.” He rolls his eyes, which makes me laugh.

That’s the second time that word has been used. Is it a shrine? Yes, I suppose it is, really.

He wanders over to the bed and sits. “So, he used to come to you in here?”

Again, I nod and say, “Sometimes I went to his room. If he wanted me there. He prefers to have his own space.”

“You never shared a room with him?” he asks in surprise.

I shake my head.

“Huh,” he says.

I flop down on the bed next to him. “I’m getting really tired of these shit days,” I mutter.

He starts, remembering what I have just been through.

“Oh, Liv,” he says. He crawls up the bed and lies next to me. I turn to him and he puts his arms around me.

“How sure were you that you wouldn’t die as well?” he asks quietly.

“Ninety percent,” I say confidently but then sigh, adding, “Seventy, no, about sixty percent.”

“Liv! Why would you risk yourself for anything less than one hundred percent?”

“I am his sire. Was his sire,” I amend. “His agony was horrendous. He didn’t want to live anymore. I did the only thing I could to help him.”

“Oh, baby, if anything had happened to you…” he trails off.

“I know. I’m sorry, Cole. I should have thought about how it would affect you if I had gone as well.”

“I don’t mean it in that way, Liv. I mean I love you so much. If anything ever happened to you, I couldn’t go on living.”

“Well, you won’t ever have to worry about me. If that didn’t do me in, not much else is likely to.”

“Don’t even joke about it,” he says sternly, and I kiss him. He forgets about everything else as he deepens the kiss and pulls me on top of him, hands sliding up my back and into my hair.

“I want to make love to you,” he says wickedly. “Right here, right now.”

I chuckle at his tone and am about to comply, when CK and Sebastian interrupt us. What a downer, I think wryly, mentally laughing at CK's face as he sees us defiling his ‘shrine.’

“Aefre,” he snaps, “the book.” He holds it out and I remember the main reason we came here in the first place. “You don’t mind if we go back to New York. This place is off-limits to guests,” he states.

I frown at him, wondering if he is including me in that. Reading my thoughts or my stupid expression-filled face, or whatever it is that he does, he looks at me and his eyes soften, saying, “You are not a guest, my sweet.”

My eyes light up at that but I refrain from any other reaction.

I wrap my arms around Cole as we stand and without another word, I Astral us back into CK’s penthouse, acutely aware that we have been gone from Toronto for nearly three hours now.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIFTEEN

A couple more hours pass as we all

pour over the book, which has been magickly bound, hence its survival for the last three thousand years, along with CK’s translation. He was right in saying he hadn’t gotten very far. He has told us everything he knows, which surprises me. He is a secretive son of a bitch and I went to get this book because I assumed he was hiding something. I brush my fingers over his handwriting, aware that it has been years since I saw it. With cell phones and emails, no one seems to write anymore. I remember him teaching me how to write. I was dreadful at it. He made me practice every day until it was acceptable to him. I smile at the memory and he clears his throat.

“Aefre?” he says, watching me closely.

“Hm?” I say absently.

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