A Wish Upon the Stars (Tales From Verania 4)

“Right? Our lives are so weird, man.”

“Was it worth it?”

“I don’t know yet. But we’ll find out soon enough. One way or another.”

“I love you, you know.”

I smiled against his chest. “I know. I love you too, dude.”

I felt more than heard his laugh, his chest rumbling against my ear. “I’m not mad anymore.”

“No?”

“Nah.”

“The sex was that good, huh?”

“Oh my gods.”

“Seriously. I legit just fucked the anger out of you. Wow. I’m amazing.”

“Sam,” he groaned.

“I’ll keep that in mind for the future if I ever make you mad again. Just fuck it all away.”

“Yeah, let me know how that works out for you.”

And when he burst out into bright, beautiful laughter as I bit the skin of his chest, I promised myself that I was going to do what was necessary to make sure I heard that sound for the rest of my life.

HE WAS on the verge of sleep when he mumbled, “Can’t believe you’d do that for me.”

“Do what?” I asked, blinking slowly.

“Be mortal. Grow old with me. I can’t wait, Sam. It’s gonna be good. I promise. You won’t regret it.” And then he was snoring.

And later, before I followed him into sleep, I looked out the window and saw the shimmer of stars in the sky.

And I made a wish.

Please. Please. Please let me have this. Let me have these moments for as long as I can.

I closed my eyes.

And for the first time in a long time, I didn’t dream.

Chapter 15: Randall and the Great White

“SHH.”

“You shhh. I’ll have you know, kitten, that I am quiet as a mouse when I want to be. I didn’t need my horn for that. But now that I have it, they won’t even hear me coming.”

“Everyone hear you coming.”

“Did you just make a sex joke?”

“Tiggy funny.”

“I don’t know that I’ve ever been more proud of anyone in my life. Bravo, my good giant. Bravo.”