Ouch. Okay, gonna have to try harder.
“Please, Constantine. Can we try to make it work?”
He looks into my eyes deeply and then drops his mouth to mine. I hesitate for a second but then kiss him back. Would look odd not to after I just told him I want him. Hope he doesn’t actually try to have sex with me. That would be awkward.
He pulls me to him, and I pull him to me, losing myself in his kisses as it is exactly like kissing my Constantine. He pushes me back to the bed, his mouth never leaving mine and I start to have a mild panic. Uh-Oh.
He lifts his mouth from mine and looks again into my eyes. “I know it is you, Aefre. You aren’t fooling anyone,” he says with an innocent smile.
I blink at him and then sigh. “How did you know? Did I come on too strong?”
He laughs. “No, strong is exactly her style. Your eyes. They may look like hers, but I see in yours everything I don’t see in hers. Love, passion, compassion, fear, guilt. She feels none of those things,” he says bitterly.
“Oh,” I say.
“May I ask what all of this is in aid of?”
“She wants you to love her. She asked me to help make that happen in exchange for the information I need on The Thirteen.”
“She wants me to love her? Why? She has done nothing but push me away for a thousand years. Why now all of a sudden?”
“I think you may have been right when you said she is jealous,” I say, feeling slightly uncomfortable as he is still lying on top of me. “Please, can you just pretend it is working so that I get what I need?” I ask him.
“You want me to pretend? You agreed to manipulate me and now you want me to do you a favor?”
“I knew you would figure it out, I just hoped it would be after she helped,” I say with a pout. Unintentional, but it works like a charm as he stares at my bottom lip.
“A favor for a favor then,” he says. “Shift to yourself and kiss me again and I will do as you ask.”
That is not the usual hardcore bargaining of my Constantine, so I agree readily and Shift back to me. His eyes darken with desire and he drops his mouth to mine again and pushes his tongue into my mouth. I can feel his erection pushing against me and I feel the need to put a stop to this. Having an affair with an 'other' is just too weird. Even for me. In fact, it is the very epitome of “Substitution”. I shudder in disgust. It probably doesn’t bother her though, as my thoughts return to her on top of Lincoln.
He trails his hand down my side and up under my skirt, brushing his fingers lightly over me, and he groans into my mouth. Oh, crap.
“Oh, Aefre.”
“Constantine, wait.” I push on his chest, “I can’t do this. It’s not right.”
“It’s not wrong. I can feel the bond between us. In some strange way, you are also my charge.”
“No, I am his. Like it or not, you are different to him. All you have to do is look at her and me to see that none of us are the same.”
“Well, I suppose that is true. I am renegotiating,” he states.
Oh, now this is more like it and I wait for the other shoe to drop.
“Spend the night with me, one night, and I will get you everything you need to defeat The Thirteen.”
“No. I can’t. I’m sorry.” I shake my head.
“Your loyalty is admirable; however, those are my terms. Agree or I go back out there and blow this little charade apart and you will never get what you want from her.”
“Constantine. You can’t ask me to betray mine.” I push on his chest again, but he doesn’t budge.
“One night, Aefre,” he whispers as he kisses me again.
“I have to go; I have to get back.” I push again and this time he gets up.
“Just tell me you will,” he says, taking my hand. “Tell me you will come back and be with me.”