Chapter 145
Ezra’s POV
I stared into the night, watching for movement or the flicker of anything that didn’t belong. But all I’d seen so far were a family of raccoons and
a bat in the distance.
My back teeth ground together, and my fingers itched for my tattoo gun, wanting to mark my skin and take the edge off whatever this foreign feeling coursing through me was. Worry. It wasn’t something I was used to.
It was as if my whole being was coming alive again after decades of being in hibernation or frozen in stasis. It had hurt like hell coming back, but even after getting past the agony, I had this low-level discomfort coursing through me. I was twitchy. On edge. And not a damn thing seemed to help, other than losing myself in Raven. But, even there, the effects were fleeting.
“Want to tell me why you’re glaring at that tree like it personally offended you?”
Raven’s voice cut through the night like a sultry promise and a warm comfort all at once. She rounded my chair and lowered herself onto my lap, brushing the hair out of my face. The feel of her fingers skating over my skin helped. But not nearly enough.
I stared down at her, trying to take in all her beauty, the wonder of everything she was. “You should be in bed.”
Raven arched a brow at me. “Should I?”
“The guys probably miss you.”
Her brow furrowed as she tried to read what was beneath my words. “Asher’s out patrolling, Kael’s on the phone with somebody, and Nox and
Dexter are currently in a video game battle to end all video game battles.”
We all found our ways to cope, I guessed. Every last one of us was worried about Raven. Terrified that the idiots trying to make a quick buck wouldn’t heed Kael’s warning. Or worse, that Michael would find some new approach to try.
Raven’s fingers skimmed over my face. “Want to tell me what’s going on?”
No, I didn’t. I wasn’t someone who talked about my feelings because I wasn’t used to having them. But it wasn’t fair to lock her out.
“Feel twitchy,” I admitted.
I thought Raven would push, but she didn’t. Instead, she simply asked, “What do you normally do when you feel this way?”
“Tattoo myself. But if you haven’t noticed, I’m running out of space.”
“Oh.” Raven’s mouth formed a perfect circle that had me thinking of other things. Then, something shifted in her expression. “What if you tattoo
me?”
A new sensation slid over me-a buzz of adrenaline, attraction, and excitement, but there was a hint of doubt in the stew, too. “You sure that’s a
good idea? I’ve seen your body, There’s not a speck of ink on it.”
“Why not? I trust you.”
Fuck.
That did something to me, this magnificent creature gifting me her trust, If I didn’t ink her, I’d fuck her instead. But for now, I’d mark her in a whole other way.
In one swift move, I stood and tossed Raven over my shoulder. She squealed. “Ezra! Put me down!”
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My palm came down hard on her ass, making her wiggle. “Quiet. I don’t want any of these other assholes ruining my fun.”
Raven bit my back playfully. “I’m going to get you back for this. You could’ve let me walk.”
“Whatever punishment you planning to use on me, it’d be a pleasure on my part. In fact, I think I’d enjoy it.”
“You say that now…
I chuckled as I navigated the maze of hallways until we reached the small tattoo studio Asher and I kept at the house. It was where we inked the guys and ourselves. Tattooing supernaturals was different than humans. It required special enchanted ink, and the healing was practically instantaneous. The process was also a bit more painful. Which was part of why I liked it.
Flicking on the lights, I closed the door behind us and set Raven on the tattoo bed in the center of the room. She landed with an oomph and glared up at me.
“Hey,” I said, my lips twitching. “Most people would just say thank you for the lift.”
“I’m not most people, and you’re welcome.”
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