Page 118 of Sky’s Edge

So we were going to be fuckers/fighters.

I could live with that.

The lights of Nocturn casting their glow into the room, my eyes were drooping, my body was replete, my male was tucked to my back, his arm around me (this being a way better way to sleep with Tanyn), when the most important reason he came down to Night’s Fall was whispered into the back of my hair.

“I do see you, Catla.”

My eyes stopped drooping because I closed them tight.

“I had you. I blew it. Because I tightened my grip,” he kept whispering.

He did.

The bedroom thing needed to be my idea.

Or, at least, we needed a conversation about what was next after the trial, with that being part of it, and me having a say in it.

Because I needed to be involved in the decisions around my own destiny.

It either had to be my choice, or our conclusion, or our compromise.

“And I blew it by picking the absolute worst moment to assert something you were already well aware of,” I admitted. “I knew it immediately. I should have⁠—”

He gave me a squeeze to shut me up, something I did, and he said, “No ‘should haves.’ It’s done. We both fucked up. We’ve both owned it. Now, we’re moving on.”

I could totally do that.

“I choose you,” I whispered, and I felt his hold on me convulse. “And hopefully, we’ll figure it out.”

He pulled me closer and said, “We’ll figure it out.”

There were still obstacles in our path.

We both knew it.

But now, it was a path we both wanted.

So not only could I live with it.

I was looking forward to what we’d find around the next bend.

The lift door opened, my demon security male had a look inside my flat, but I saw Hurley bounding to me.

“It’s clear,” I heard Tanyn say.

I wandered in drunkenly, which made bending to give Hurley some pets nearly take me off my feet.

“Bloody hell, what’d they do to you?” Tanyn asked.

“Me. Relax. Good,” I said right before I collapsed on the couch with my head on Tanyn’s thigh.

He was watching some ring ice game on the screen.

He called out to pause the play and looked down at me.

“Are you okay?”

“Mega,” I pushed out.