Will growled out, “She’s not just any woman.”
Millie shrugged. “Whatever floats your boat. Just get ahold of yourself.”
She walked away and Petra looked to Will again. Smoothing his frown, she murmured, “Forget about her. If I’m honest, we should be thanking her.”
Will’s gaze shot to hers. “Why? Do you have regrets?”
“I mentioned nothing about regrets.”
“But do you?” he asked softly.
Petra paused as she stroked the whiskers of his cheek. If there was ever a time to close off her heart and back away, there was no time like the present.
However, the thought of losing Will a second time twisted her heart. Kissing him had released a flood of emotions and memories that she didn’t want to wall back up.
Petra wanted a future with Will Evans.
She finally murmured, “No. But I’m concerned about you focusing once we step off this helicopter.”
He smiled and lightly slapped her hip. “Keeping me on the helicopter will drive me crazy. The second my feet touch the ground, I’ll be ready.” She raised her eyebrows. “Just maybe don’t bend over in front of me, if you can help it.”
Petra snorted. “At least you’re honest.”
Will gripped the back of her neck. “From here on out, we both need to be honest for this to work. There are still mountains of secrets and two whole years of separate lives between us. We can’t afford to add more to the pile.”
Her heart skipped a beat at the thought of only telling the truth. Keeping secrets was the reason she was still alive.
Yet as she stared into Will’s brown eyes, no deceit lurked there. Only open anticipation and longing.
Nodding, she leaned down to his ear and whispered, “I agree if you agree. But I also have one more promise to extract from you.”
She felt the rumbling in his chest as he asked, “What?”
“I want you to stop loathing your gift and keep an open mind.”
Placing his fingers on her cheek, he steered her head toward him until he could see her eyes. “I’ve despised magic for so long that it’s going to take some time.”
“I can live with that.”
He placed a gentle kiss on her lips. “Then I’ll try. Any last pointers before we land?”
She frowned. “Don’t get yourself killed.”
With a snort, he finally released his grip on her and Petra moved back to her seat. She expected Kiarra, Jaxton, and Millie to be studying their nails or looking the other way. Instead, Kiarra and Millie were smiling at them; even one corner of Jaxton’s mouth was turned up. Petra narrowed her eyes. “What?”
Jaxton shook his head. “Nothing. Let’s go over the plan one more time. Are you two ready?”
Will took her hand in his and nodded. “Ready.”
Jaxton leaned forward. “Right, then here’s what we’re going to do.”
As Petra listened to Jaxton’s voice, she swore a flare of heat shot up her arm from Will’s hand. A quick glance revealed a faint green light emanating from Will and dancing along her arm. The light didn’t hurt; it was just a warm tickle.
Since it looked as if she was going to be working with Millie’s crazy boss and family, Petra would need to dig into the Feiru legends and see what she could find. There was so much unknown about latent abilities and she would do anything to make sure Will didn’t accidentally hurt himself or others. Because even though he healed, sometimes magic worked in strange ways. She needed to protect not only herself, but also her man and newish-friend, Millie Ward.
Chapter Nine
Per the plan, Will