Wyn (Monstrous, #3.5)

by Lily Mayne

“How long do you want to stay here?” I asked, sliding my hand up to cup the nape of his neck. “I don’t mind. It’s nice here.” Danny shot me a crooked grin as he knocked his shoulder into my arm. “This is kind of like our honeymoon, huh?” It took me a moment to realise what he meant. I huffed. “I suppose.” I looked over at him. “You mean like… we are married?” I tried very, very hard to ignore the intense squirming sensation in my belly. It wasn’t nerves. It was just… anticipation for his answer. Danny’s throat went a little splotchy. He shrugged uncomfortably. “I mean, if you don’t mind that term. It’s probably a human construct, right? Marriage? I was just being silly.” His nerves made something hot and sweet pierce my chest. “But you are human,” I said, turning him to face me and smoothing my hand down the back of his head. “Which means it might be important to you. And it is. Yes?” Danny fidgeted. “I mean, I’d never even thought about it before but… I like the idea of being married to you. In whatever way that is. Is that stupid?” “No,” I rasped immediately, stepping closer and cupping his face in my hands. “I like the idea of it too. Whatever we want to call it. Joined. Tethered. Married.” Danny beamed up at me, hands slipping beneath my coat to stroke my scarred back through my shirt. “Yeah? Me too. I don’t care what we call it.” For once, I wished my hood was down so I could smile back at him. We were in public though, so I didn’t lower it. Instead, I stroked my thum...