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At least it wasn’t Harry Potter and Twilight this time, because I was getting really tired of hearing him quote Edward Cullen and Ron Weasley at the same time.
He’s totes sexed up. And he’s a dickhead. In other words, he has no empathy or compassion. No humanity.” “Most fae don’t.” Tink twirled the straw. “Yeah, but the ancients are worse. They’re as far away from human as you can get. He’s going to have to work on wooing you.”
I laughed outright at that. “How was work?” “Boring as being forced to sit through New Moon repeatedly,” he replied. “You better not let Tink hear you say that,” I warned. “Or he’ll find new ways to torture you with how he’s convinced Jacob and Edward should’ve gotten together. He’s into something called slash fiction now.”
“If it makes you feel better, I can return to your Tink-approved size,” he offered. “It’s not going to make me feel better.” I opened my eyes. “Now that I know you’re really full grown.” “Okay.” He sat down on the edge of the coffee table, bare ass and balls just everywhere. Jesus. He stretched out his long legs.
The prince angled his body toward Val, which worked to my benefit. I slowly kneeled and reached under my pant leg.
Ok THIS was def in the movie, BUT done waaay differently. Movie it was done after Val took a dive, and Ivy didn’t really tried to hide she was taking it out…and she didn’t try to take him out. Movie her knew she couldn’t.
I held his gaze. I didn’t get it. He knew something. He’d pretty much confirmed that there had been good fae once upon a time, but refused to go into any detail about it and I couldn’t figure out why. Why was it such a big deal for it to be known that there were fae who didn’t feed on humans?
“Your human male isn’t sure how he feels about you. He’s torn.
He repeatedly took advantage of me, proving he was the worst kind of creature, and the only reason I think why he hadn’t gone there was because he really didn’t want me. The prince was aroused only when I fought him, as disturbing and twisted as that was.
“We need to go down the driveway. Leads to a road about a mile out. We’re going to cross it and keep going. Okay?” A mile out? God, I hated running. But I also hated being forced to do things against my will, so I’d run five miles if I had to. It might kill me, but I would do it.
“And it’s what boyfriends do, right? I wouldn’t know. Don’t currently have a boyfriend or a girlfriend,” he added,
“You can’t feel this way,” I protested, backing up. “Remember what happened to Noah? He was your best friend and you had—” “I remember what I had to do, and now I know I did the wrong damn thing,” he said.
I was a little torn, frayed around the edges, and it was going to be a long, bumpy road to being a hundred percent okay. And nothing was going to stop and wait for me to get there. Drake would be coming for me, or he would be going after another halfling. We had to find the crystal, and we had to stop him. None of that could really wait. But I was going to be okay.