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So did I.
The Astral Court took their leave, Sirius promising to be in touch with Ciara and me after he spent more time studying the clean sample of clover he had. We promised to visit him in Prague when he was finished. The Hallow Court followed, except for Oberon, who remained.
“Aurora is right,” he warned us. “Bain holds a grudge.”
“I can handle him,” Lach said tightly. “I’m sorry that you wasted your time on this business.” There wasn’t an ounce of sincerity in his tone.
Oberon simply shrugged and smiled warmly. “I rather enjoyed myself.” He beamed at me, letting that smile fill his face. “Until next time. I hope we meet soon.”
A growl slipped from Lach, but I shushed him. “I’ll look into those shirts.”
He chuckled, tipping his head once at Lach, who scowled in response, and disappeared.
“I think I need a drink,” Ciara announced, slumping in her seat.
“Me too.” Shaw nodded, scrubbing his chin. “Care to join us?”
Lach shook his head. “Celebrate after the Infernal Court is gone.” He nodded to Roark. “Have our men do their best to make Bain uncomfortable. The sooner he’s out of here, the better.” Then he looked at Shaw. “Take our sister to get a drink. I don’t trust Bain to behave himself.”
“What about Cate?” Ciara pouted.
Lach’s attention was now aimed at me, something feral prowling in his shadowed green eyes. “Cate is occupied.”
“They’re going to be occupied a lot now, aren’t they?” Shaw muttered.
Before anyone could get another joke in, Lach snapped his fingers, and I found myself standing with him on the stone balcony. It looked different in the day, the Otherworld no longer hidden by shadows. An orchard stretched before us, the trees soaking up the final moments of light as the sun descended on the horizon. Their branches were laden with blood apples, and butterflies, so delicate they were nearly translucent, fluttered from fruit to fruit.
Lach’s arm wrapped around my waist, drawing me closer to him. “I’m sorry I put you on the spot.”
I frowned before I realized what he meant. Then I rolled my eyes. “Fae and their pissing contests.” I picked a piece of lint off his shoulder. “I guess this means we’re official.”
“I think that might have been obvious to everyone else for a while.” He smiled, but it faded like the setting sun over his shoulder. “I want you to stay here until nightfall or until it’s confirmed that they’re gone.”
I raised my brows. “Is this because I didn’t take a gun to the meeting?”
“I don’t expect him to go peacefully. I will feel better—”
“If your fragile human girlfriend isn’t around?” I finished.
“If my girlfriend isn’t around. There’s nothing fragile about you, princess,” he corrected me, brushing his lips over mine. Even the soft kiss was searing, and I slipped my hand under his suit jacket.
“And what am I supposed to do while you’re vanquishing our enemy?”
“Our?” Delight danced in his eyes. “I do like the sound of that.” He kissed the hollow beneath my ear, and I shivered. “Make yourself at home? Preferably by getting naked in my bed?”
I reached absently for the pendant, then frowned. “And how will I summon you to said bed? You never returned my necklace.”
“You won’t have to summon me to our bed,” he promised darkly. “My nights belong to you now.”
I swallowed, his words dashing a white-hot line through me. “I guess I could take a bath. I do miss that tub.”
Preferably a very cold one before I burst into flames.
“Use mine.” His eyes drifted lower. “It’s big enough for two.”
“But you have to go play big, bad boss,” I pointed out.
His gaze skimmed lower and lower, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip. “I’m sure I can speed things up.”