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.Of course his protective instincts have to be screaming at him that I’m one slippery step away from total annihilation.”“You really don’t think there’s more to it than that?”“What else would there be?”Wynn rolled her eyes.“Come on, Fil.You don’t think I can see what’s going on with you two? He looks at you like you’re the one who breathed life into his stone form.And you practically eat him up with butter and jelly every time you look at him.No matter which form he’s wearing.Plus, the two of you generate enough electricity to light up half of Montreal.You’re madly in love with each other.”Hearing the truth from someone else’s lips—or at least her half of it—felt like having a pin stuck in Fil’s balloon of denial.She felt herself deflate until she collapsed onto the end of the sofa with a flubbery sigh.“God, am I that transparent?”“Sweetie, you’re in love.People are supposed to be able to see it when you’re together.”“People, sure, but not him.At least, I hope not.”“You mean you haven’t told him.”Fil looked at her new friend as if she’d lost her mind.“Why on God’s green earth would I want to do that?”“Why tell him you love him?” Wynn shot her the same look right back.“Um, maybe because you are, and even if he thinks he knows already, he deserves to hear it from you.”“Right, and what do I deserve? To stand back and wave him off like he’s heading out for a day at the office when he turns back to stone and sleeps till after I’m dead?” She tried to keep the bitterness out of her voice, but she knew she wasn’t succeeding.It went too deep for her to contain all of it.“Sure, sounds like a swell time.”“Wait.Hold on a minute.” Wynn held up a hand and made a rewinding motion with her finger.“Back that up.Has Spar not claimed you? Because if he hasn’t, my mojo is way off right now.You two practically vibrate at the same frequency when you’re together.I could have sworn you were his.”“His what? Pal? Girlfriend? Fuck buddy? I don’t think you’re going to convince me that male Guardians are so different from the males of other species that just because we’ve had sex, I get to assume there’s a happily-ever-after in store.I’m human; I get to live maybe eighty, ninety years.He’s immortal; he’ll live forever, long after I’ve not only wrinkled and sagged in all the wrong places, but turned into dust.Plus, he’ll do most of it asleep and therefore completely oblivious to me and my un-immortal-ness.Shakespeare should have given Romeo and Juliet such a tragic ending.”“But he’s told you that’s not the way it works, right?”“He doesn’t need to tell me anything.” Angry and feeling chilled by more than the temperature in the room, Fil swiped her shirt up off the floor and tugged it back on.“I know there’s no future for the two of us, so falling in love with Spar would be the dumbest thing I could possibly do.”“You’ve already done it, sweetie.Will denying the truth really help?” Wynn cut her off when she tried to answer.“No, save it.It looks like there are a few things Spar still has to explain to you, and like an idiot male, he’s already left it longer than he should have.”“If you keep on with the cryptic bullshit, I’m going to wrap your ankle in poison ivy leaves instead of the elastic bandage,” Fill threatened.“Gah, you’ve got a nasty streak.” Wynn shook her head.“Sorry, but this is Spar’s news to share, not mine.Just trust me when I tell you that you’re not doomed to a lonely life of misery, okay? There are things about the Guardians that you clearly still haven’t learned, but it’s Spar’s place to fill you in.If I did it and I’m wrong, I’d only make things worse for you.”“Comforting.Thanks.” Fil shot the witch a sour look.“Hey, I’m not at my best right now.I’ve got a sprained ankle and bruises out the wazoo, plus I can still feel those nasty-assed vines on my skin.I’m not sure there’s a loofah big enough to scrub that memory away.” She shuddered delicately.“Sorry.” Frustrated but exhausted, Fil pushed to her feet.“You dig out your ointment.I’ll go fetch the bandage.I think I have a bag of frozen peas around, too.That should help your swelling some.”“Thank you.I mean it, Fil.” Her earnest tone had Fil pausing to glance at her from the hallway.“Don’t let the bastards get you down.Or Spar, either.I really don’t think he’s going to break your heart.I promise [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Of course his protective instincts have to be screaming at him that I’m one slippery step away from total annihilation.”“You really don’t think there’s more to it than that?”“What else would there be?”Wynn rolled her eyes.“Come on, Fil.You don’t think I can see what’s going on with you two? He looks at you like you’re the one who breathed life into his stone form.And you practically eat him up with butter and jelly every time you look at him.No matter which form he’s wearing.Plus, the two of you generate enough electricity to light up half of Montreal.You’re madly in love with each other.”Hearing the truth from someone else’s lips—or at least her half of it—felt like having a pin stuck in Fil’s balloon of denial.She felt herself deflate until she collapsed onto the end of the sofa with a flubbery sigh.“God, am I that transparent?”“Sweetie, you’re in love.People are supposed to be able to see it when you’re together.”“People, sure, but not him.At least, I hope not.”“You mean you haven’t told him.”Fil looked at her new friend as if she’d lost her mind.“Why on God’s green earth would I want to do that?”“Why tell him you love him?” Wynn shot her the same look right back.“Um, maybe because you are, and even if he thinks he knows already, he deserves to hear it from you.”“Right, and what do I deserve? To stand back and wave him off like he’s heading out for a day at the office when he turns back to stone and sleeps till after I’m dead?” She tried to keep the bitterness out of her voice, but she knew she wasn’t succeeding.It went too deep for her to contain all of it.“Sure, sounds like a swell time.”“Wait.Hold on a minute.” Wynn held up a hand and made a rewinding motion with her finger.“Back that up.Has Spar not claimed you? Because if he hasn’t, my mojo is way off right now.You two practically vibrate at the same frequency when you’re together.I could have sworn you were his.”“His what? Pal? Girlfriend? Fuck buddy? I don’t think you’re going to convince me that male Guardians are so different from the males of other species that just because we’ve had sex, I get to assume there’s a happily-ever-after in store.I’m human; I get to live maybe eighty, ninety years.He’s immortal; he’ll live forever, long after I’ve not only wrinkled and sagged in all the wrong places, but turned into dust.Plus, he’ll do most of it asleep and therefore completely oblivious to me and my un-immortal-ness.Shakespeare should have given Romeo and Juliet such a tragic ending.”“But he’s told you that’s not the way it works, right?”“He doesn’t need to tell me anything.” Angry and feeling chilled by more than the temperature in the room, Fil swiped her shirt up off the floor and tugged it back on.“I know there’s no future for the two of us, so falling in love with Spar would be the dumbest thing I could possibly do.”“You’ve already done it, sweetie.Will denying the truth really help?” Wynn cut her off when she tried to answer.“No, save it.It looks like there are a few things Spar still has to explain to you, and like an idiot male, he’s already left it longer than he should have.”“If you keep on with the cryptic bullshit, I’m going to wrap your ankle in poison ivy leaves instead of the elastic bandage,” Fill threatened.“Gah, you’ve got a nasty streak.” Wynn shook her head.“Sorry, but this is Spar’s news to share, not mine.Just trust me when I tell you that you’re not doomed to a lonely life of misery, okay? There are things about the Guardians that you clearly still haven’t learned, but it’s Spar’s place to fill you in.If I did it and I’m wrong, I’d only make things worse for you.”“Comforting.Thanks.” Fil shot the witch a sour look.“Hey, I’m not at my best right now.I’ve got a sprained ankle and bruises out the wazoo, plus I can still feel those nasty-assed vines on my skin.I’m not sure there’s a loofah big enough to scrub that memory away.” She shuddered delicately.“Sorry.” Frustrated but exhausted, Fil pushed to her feet.“You dig out your ointment.I’ll go fetch the bandage.I think I have a bag of frozen peas around, too.That should help your swelling some.”“Thank you.I mean it, Fil.” Her earnest tone had Fil pausing to glance at her from the hallway.“Don’t let the bastards get you down.Or Spar, either.I really don’t think he’s going to break your heart.I promise [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]