Chapter 191 - Doesn't Waste Words

For what seemed like the first time in forever, I woke up not because of some outside disturbance, but just because I didn't want to sleep anymore. It was such a glorious feeling that for a moment I was tempted to curl into my covers and fall back asleep regardless, or at least do my best to try.

But then I remembered the circumstances in which I fell asleep yesterday. That was just what I needed to take the last dredges of sleep out of my mind and force me to sit up and take an inventory of myself and my surroundings.

I was alone in my room. In the light that came through the closed curtains, I could see that my clothes were carefully folded on my chair. When I stood up to reach them, I winced at the soreness I felt between my legs. These two things, and that I was absolutely naked in my bed, which went against my usual habits, were the only confirmations that the last evening wasn't a dream.

Not that I could in my life mistake something like that for a dream. The memory was too vivid for it, too real. Dreams were fleeting things, this… I brought a hand to my heart and smiled. This was going to linger.

I wondered where JJ went. It was silly of me to hope that he'd stay around the entire night, since I doubted he'd actually sleep, but some part of me still had that hope. I was sure that it was the one that read too many trashy romance novels.

Who needed them when I had a boyfriend like that for myself, anyway?

Either way, since JJ didn't leave a note, I guessed he wasn't very far. I had a temptation to call out for him, but instead cast another painkiller spell and went to clean myself up. When I finally went to look for him, I was fresh and hungry.

He sneaked on me from a place where I expected to see him last—the kitchen. With his footsteps quiet as a shadow, I wouldn't have noticed him at all if I wasn't glancing in that direction and thinking about food.

"Good morning, ma chèrie." JJ smiled warmly at me. "Since it's so late, I imagine you slept well."

This body under his shirt certainly looked edible to me. I could imagine it pretty well by now, all the muscles and scars… And after yesterday, what was under these pants, too.

I caught myself, and with heat raising to my cheeks and parts that were still sore, looked at JJ's shining with mirth eyes. I had to say something that wouldn't be as horny as my thoughts. "And since you are up and about, I imagine you still didn't sleep at all."

It was like magic. Now that I knew what the sex was all about, it seemed to be half of what my brain could think about, at least in JJ's presence. And in much, much greater detail than I ever fantasised before.

"I can always do it later. I didn't want to waste time when there's still so much we need to take care of." JJ gestured at the hallway. "Cleaning, taking inventory of our stock, buying food…"

Oh right! I had to see if there was still anything edible in my fridge. And if there were any food stores open around. With the demon gone, they should be opening again, shouldn't they? Then, there was my own shop to open.

"…The latter of which I just finished doing, so there's no need for that troubled expression on your face, ma chèrie." He inclined his head a little and gently rubbed at my cheek. "At least, I assume that the food is the primary source of your woes at the moment."

"Did you really? Buy food, I mean?" I beamed at him. "Thank you so much! If it has anything I don't need to cook, I'm ready to kiss you senseless."

"I bought the pastries you like and milk, so," with a sly smirk, JJ leaned closer and pointed at his lips.

High on the endorphins of this beautifully started morning, I gave him my best in that kiss, as much as my limited experience allowed, finishing it with a deliberate nick of my tongue on his fangs.

A small bit of pain was worth JJ's shock and the surge of intense passion that followed, sweeping me with it. When he finally pulled back, I was breathless and hungry for sex more than for food, again.

"You did good on your promise." JJ's eyes, red like blood, reflected the same desire. Despite that, he moved away, shaking his head. "But I imagine that if not your head, then your stomach still wants to eat."

I took a deep breath, calming my racing heart, and grabbed his hand before JJ could pull too far. "Yeah, but as far as I know, we have nothing urgent scheduled today, so. So." I blushed. "I think a repeat is a given."

"Of course." JJ's lips stretched into a grin that sent tingles all over me.

He stayed to watch me eat, and looked adorably amused as I wolfed down the pastries he brought. While I ate, he also told me what he already gathered about the current situation in the city. Just like I hoped, the state of emergency was lifted, and the evacuated people began to return to their workplaces, though many of these were still closed.

"Oh, there's one more thing," he added, and pinched his lips. "The coffin..," and there was no need to explain which one, "I buried Christina in it. It was convenient… and appropriate, in a way. So I guess it was fate that didn't let you sell it earlier."

"Fate, huh?" I frowned, mulling over this piece of information. That day felt like it happened a month ago. "Well, it was your coffin, after all, so your call." I grinned and wiggled my fingers. "Instead, I'm bound to just learn how to make more magic stuff to sell myself!"