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January 24 - January 25, 2023
I slowly turn to face the man-child who is about as close to a tantrum as an adult could get.
“Touching—there should be no touching,” Gunnar responds quickly. “Now, wait just a damn minute.” I shake my head and focus on Gunnar instead of Grim’s tight ass in his dark jeans. “I’m a tactile person. I happen to likey the touchy.”
“You don’t have to choose just me. I’m just asking you to choose me too, Damiana.”
“Because you have the emotional maturity of a thirteen-year-old,” Calix snaps.
“I want to be the big spoon.” His chin lifts a little. “Well then, you have to go lie behind Calix.” I hook my thumb behind me. “That’s not acceptable. I will only nest spoons with you.”
“That’s my birthday, May twentieth,” I chirp. “I know.” Gunnar glances down at me. “Oh…you did that…like, on purpose?” I stammer a little. I don’t even really celebrate my birthday. “Yes, it’s a date I’ll never forget,” Gunnar admits, unabashed.
“I call big spoon.” I take in how serious Grim’s face is, and another surge of laughter escapes me.
“If they hurt her, I will hang them with their own entrails after I shred their souls.” “She’s perfect,” Gunnar whispers softly.
Will I be able to touch your soul again when you come for me?”
“I’m going to worship you, and if you’re a good girl…” Grim pinches my nipple between two fingers. My breath leaves my lungs with a heavy pant. “I’ll let you have my soul.”
I have no idea what he meant, but if he’s offering his soul, I’ll take it and hoard that shit like a dragon with treasure. I won’t ever let him leave me.
“I want every inch of my body to cover yours. I want you under me, around me. I want to be inside you so deeply, you won’t know where you end and I begin.”
“Later, you can tell me their names and I will rip their souls from their bodies.” Grim relaxes his grip on my leg. “You say the sweetest things.”
“I’m keeping you,” he whispers, and places the sweetest little kiss on the tip of my nose.
“My touch, my scent, and just when you think you’ve had enough, I’ll make you love me.”
Grim is perfect
“It means my all, my everything, my universe.”
