I nned to talk to my father the next day, when I was feeling better. But for now, it waste and I


    needed to rest.


    Once my father left, Enzo rxed beside me. He seemed a bit territorial after everything that had


    happened, and I didn’t me him. But at the same time, it made me wonder if he had been sleeping at


    all since I went into my miniaturea or if he had been sitting up by my bedside the entire time.


    “When was thest time you slept?” I asked, looking deeply into his brown eyes, which came alive with


    the fire that was flickering in the firece.


    Enzo shrugged. “Don’t worry about it,” he said, standing. “You hungry? I can get you something to eat.”


    I shook my head. “You need to rest, too, you know,” I insisted. I pulled the covers back beside me and


    patted the bed. “Sleep with me.”


    For a few moments, Enzo just stood there and looked at the bed. I could tell from the dark circles under


    his eyes that he was indeed tired, but at the same time he was fighting it. “Look,” I said gently, “it’s over.


    You don’t need to worry anymore.”


    Enzo shook his head solemnly. “It’s never over,” he whispered. He was talking about Lewis; I was sure


    of it. Lewis was still out there, along with the Crescents. Sure, their leader — the Luna, I assumed —


    had been killed and the gically engineered rogues that she sent for them died along with her,


    leaving their forces diminished. But at the same time, until all of them were ounted for and true


    peace was aplished, it would always be dangerous.


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    “We’re safe here, though,” I whispered. I patted the bed again. Finally, with a sigh, Enzo nodded and


    sat on the edge of the bed. I watched as he pulled off his boots, then began to lift his shirt off over his


    head. Before he could do it himself, however, I quickly sat up on my knees behind him and helped him


    remove it. As I did, I let my hands run along his skin, feeling his muscles. There were still faint scars on


    his back from Edward’s beatings, and I ran my fingertips over them, feeling all of the bumps and lines.


    Enzo didn’t seem bothered by this, and actually rxed slightly under my touch.


    I leaned forward and began to kiss along Enzo’s neck as I reached around and unbuttoned his pants.


    His breaths became heavy as my lips trailed down his neck and over his shoulder. He stood, letting out


    a soft sigh, and pulled off his jeans. With a smile, Iid back on the bed and held my arms out for him,


    spreading my legs. Even though Enzo’s face looked drawn and weary, he still managed a slight smile


    as he climbed onto the bed andid on top of me, pulling the nkets up over us.


    For several minutes, I held him on top of me with his head on my chest as I ran my fingers through his


    hair. His breathing became slow and steady, and his fingers trailed absentmindedly up and down my


    thigh, causing shivers to run down my spine.


    “I have to ask,” I whispered, unable to contain my curiosity, “at the battle, did anyone…”


    Enzo knew what I was going to ask: if anyone had died, aside from the Luna and her rogues. Enzo


    grunted slightly and shook his head, causing me to let out a massive sigh of relief.


    “Thankfully, no,” he responded. “Quite a few injuries, but they’ll all live. Jessica used her medical skills


    to help people after the battle, at least until they could get home to the infirmary.”


    His words made me smile. I imagined Jessica running around and helping people; I knew how much


    she hated blood despite being a pre-med student, and it must have been hard for her, especially after


    being in the Luna’s clutches. The more I thought about it, though, the more that my smile eventually


    faded. I could only imagine the horrors that the Luna put my friends through when she kidnapped them.


    I hoped that it wasn’t too bad. Lori and Jessica had seemed physically fine when I saw them, but the


    Luna’s style of inflicting torture was through an invisible sort of pain. Maybe the scars that she left


    couldn’t be seen on the outside.


    “Don’t think too much about it right now,” Enzo said, almost as though he read my mind. “Everyone is


    okay.” He looked up at me then and reached up to brush a strand of hair out of my eyes. As he did, I


    suddenly felt tears beginning to well up; tears over the battle, my sister, my friends, everything… I tried


    to blink them away quickly, but Enzo saw them.


    Without a word, he kissed me gently. His lips were soft and sweet, and eased my pain like medicine.


    When we finally pulled away, my tears had dissipated and were reced by pure love and lust.


    Neither of us needed to speak. Enzo reached down beneath the covers and pulled aside my panties.


    Our eyes stayed locked unwaveringly as he spit into his hand and then rubbed it along his shaft


    beneath the nkets. When he pushed it into me, our eyes stayed locked on each other. A quiet gasp


    escaped my lips, which Enzo quieted with another deep kiss as he began to move inside of me.


    The air in the room became thick with our breaths. I wrapped my arms around him and gently raked my


    nails across his back, causing him to sigh heavily and shut his eyes. Below the covers, I could feel the


    sensation of him moving slowly and gently back and forth, his groin rubbing on my clit as I twisted my


    hips against him.


    Both of us stayed as quiet as two mice. We knew that there was a guard posted not far from our door,


    and this old mansion was dead silent with high, arching ceilings that would throw our echoes through


    the walls. The only sounds in our room were the deep and heavy breathing between us, the rustling of


    the covers, and the crackling of the fire.


    “I love you,” Enzo whispered gently into my ear. He nibbled on my earlobe, sending a shiver down my


    spine that made me arch my back out of pleasure. As I did, he wrapped his arm around me and pulled


    me closer, then sat up on his knees and brought me with him so that the nkets fell down around us.


    We sat up together, moving in unison as I bit into his neck to stifle my moans.


    That night, our limbs became tangled together as our worries eased. Everything else fell away, leaving


    nothing but the two of us, finally making love now that everything was over. For the first time ever, I felt


    as though I could fully rx into Enzo. There was no one else getting between us, no unrequited


    feelings, no mortal enemies or physical pain. Just us.


    And from then on, no matter what the future held, I knew that it would alwayse back to just us