She gasped as though the thought never occurred to her. “No, but it’s not the right time, so we should be okay.”
Pan nodded his head, tamping down the tiny bit of disappointment that rose up in response.
Clearly, lack of sleep had short-circuited his brain. He eased out of her and studied her face. “Are you okay?”
“So much more than that,” she purred.
He laughed. “Now that I got you dirty, let’s clean you back up, except here.” He patted her pussy. “I like the thought of me being inside you.”
“Hartley,” she drawled.
“Little bird, if you’re trying to dissuade me, saying my name is the last thing you should do.”
She smirked and her eyes sparkled with knowledge. “Maybe I like having power over you.”
All of a sudden, her face crumbled.
He knew the reality had just sucker punched her.
“Oh, my God, Robin is—gone.” Her voice cracked.
The pure torment in her words took him back in time to the loss of his parents. He knew this hurt. Curbing the need to put distance between him, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her body to his. The connection they had was one he wanted to expand on. He was man enough to admit it to himself. He reached around her, grabbed the bar of soap and lathered it in his hands. Washing her with care, he allowed her to purge herself of tears and pain. There were no words he could say to ease the ache. But he could be present and make sure she wasn’t alone.
He relearned her curves as he cleaned her body, removed her from the bath and dried her off.
Poor little bird has a wounded wing.
An emotionless robot, she brushed her teeth, dressed and began to make funeral
arrangements.
Pan left her alone in his room and went to call Demon.
“Good to see you’re alive, Pan.”
“Yeah, it was a late night at the hospital. There were no questions, given her history. They declared it an accidental death via overdose. Lark is making the arrangements for her funeral now.”
“So, what do you plan on doing with your stowaway?”
“Honestly, I’m thinking of keeping her for a bit. Seeing how this thing plays out.”
“Damn, never thought I’d see the day old Pan found his Wendy.”
“Aww, come on man, don’t raze me.”
“Part of my duty, brother. You think she’s trustworthy? You know we got secrets to keep.”
“After what I saw her do for her sister. One-hundred-percent sure.”
“I’ll caution you, this life ain't for everyone. Make sure you find out if she can handle it. I don’t like fixing leaks,” Demon drawled.
“I hear you loud and clear P,” Pan replied. Their life required a certain level of dedication.
Not everyone was up for the commitment.
“Good. Once her shit is settled, I want to meet her.”
“I’ll bring her around later today. Where are you?”