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September 19 - September 25, 2025
Be sensible, Lance. It was a one-time thing. She’s not yours to be jealous over. Leave it alone.
My palm was tingling, and it had nothing to do with magic and everything to do with the insanely attractive asshole in front of me.
“Maybe I’ve already got plans Wednesday,” I said.
“You said no physical contact,”
My Atlas pinged and I took it out of my bag, my soul fraying as I found a private message waiting for me from Orion.
Lance: What about the question before that then? Green or blue?
Lance: Blue means you like me.
Lance: I know what it meant. Darius told me after the fall party. But I have my own (better) meaning and Solaria has one too. P.S I fully intend to break that guy’s legs once you give me his name by the way. Lance: I guess you’re about to go back to radio silence so for what it’s worth… In Solaria blue means royal. And to me, blue means you.
“Oh, sorry,” she mumbled before pulling off the unbuttoned shirt and throwing it to the floor. “Better?”
“Please tell me we didn’t...” I couldn’t actually bear to say it, but I had to know because my memory was turning up blanks.
Orion made me want to jump in the deep end of this desire headfirst without question.
He really needs a little company for all of those muscles...it would be a travesty for them to be alone tonight. Oh, holy shit am I really considering this? He might turn me away. But he also might not. Ohmagod I know where he lives.
“Give a guy a second. One minute I'm messaging you wishing I could have you right here, and the next thing...” He leaned in, kissing the corner of my mouth and I melted. Or that was what it felt like anyway. As if there wasn't a single solid organ in my body. “Here you are.”
“I have a perfectly good bed downstairs,” I replied, shaking my head just a little. “Why would you want me to stay?”
This girl is made for me.
“Chiedo al buio di disturbare questo corpo dalla pace e di mettere la sua magia nel mio sangue.”
Darius was looking down at me, his eyes wild with panic as he brushed my hair away from my face.
When I’d pushed her in that fucking mud, I had to lock my muscles into place to stop myself from diving down after her and lifting her back into my arms. And then I looked into her eyes and saw a moment of hurt there that had nothing to do with physical pain or humiliation but had everything to do with me and what I knew she had felt for me too. I felt like I’d just taken a knife to my own heart and carved a fissure right through it.