“And I love you,” I whispered to her as she drifted farther out above the canyon.
My fingers clutched the railing as she rose high with a magnificent flap of wings that took her out of view.
Kaidan and I grabbed hands and hurried back to the cabin so we weren’t in plain sight. When we got there, he grasped my face in both his hands and backed me into the wall.
“You scared me to death,” he said. “Don’t ever leave me like that again.”
“I’m so sorry. You were sound asleep, and I saw her. . . . I know it was dumb, but she was like . . .”
“A beacon to you?”
“Yes.” I reached up and held his wrists, feeling horrible that I’d scared him.
“Were they really celebrating us?” he asked. “Up there?”
I smiled. “They really were.”
His eyes glassed over, as if he couldn’t fathom anyone in heaven talking about something he’d done, much less celebrating him. His astonishment made me kiss him, wanting to capture his sensations and mingle them with mine. Kaidan responded, not holding back a single part of himself.
“Let’s not sleep tonight,” I said between kisses. We had to leave in a few hours. I didn’t want to waste a minute.
“I’m going to let you make all the rules in this marriage, Anna.”
“Good boy.”
He laughed, a delicious sound that turned his gorgeous face into that of the happy man I wanted to see. We spent the rest of our wedding night loving each other and trying to forget about the things we’d soon be facing. For those last few hours we wrapped ourselves in one another and forgot about the world.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
ALL-AMERICAN BOY
Leaving Kaidan in the past had never been easy. Leaving him this time felt like I was ripping out some vital part of myself. We lingered at the airport too long, risking too much, waiting until the final calls for our flights and barely making them.
As I flew to Virginia, I couldn’t help but smile to myself. In this one way we’d outsmarted the Dukes, taking something special for ourselves. And it had been the best night of my life.
My only regret was that Patti hadn’t been there when we exchanged vows. I wanted so badly to see her—to tell her everything and be filled with her loving energy.
I’d received a text from Jay early that morning that simply said: All good. I hoped they were keeping each other safe and sane. Maybe even having a few laughs.
I bit my thumbnail and stared out at the wisps of clouds as we flew through them. Could I chance a visit to Patti and Jay? My heart accelerated in happiness as I imagined it, but I wasn’t sure I was willing to take the chance. I would never forgive myself if I drew attention to them and they were hurt.
My head spun with details and I knew I needed rest. Kaidan and I had not gone back to sleep.
Ah, my Kai . . .
I closed my eyes and allowed only happy thoughts until sleep found me.
The dorms of Virginia Tech opened that day. I adored the castlelike gray stone buildings and mountainous landscape. Campus was a wild rumpus of minivans and families with armfuls of stuff. I felt like an outsider. An impostor. No family. No belongings. Just a book bag with a laptop and a few changes of clothes. I had spent most of my life feeling like I didn’t belong, so I should have been used to it, but that desire to fit in and be like everyone else never went away. Especially on a day like today.
I tried not to get in anyone’s way as I walked across the grassy quad to my dorm. A pang of longing for normalcy shot through me as I glanced at students playing a pickup game of touch football—guys and girls laughing, flirting, being young with their yellow and red auras. No immediate concerns for their lives. As much as their happiness made me mourn for the youthful experiences I’d never have, it also brought me joy to see people living. And to think how their lives could be even richer if we rid their world of demons . . .
A weird thought suddenly hit me as I walked through the multitudes of students and their families.
I was freaking married. My eyes got big and I stumbled a little. Then I giggled and shook my head at the craziness of it all.
At my dorm I held the door open for a mom and dad carrying a futon while their daughter walked behind them, texting on her cell phone. She let me hold the door for her as well, barely glancing up at me.
“You’re welcome,” I said brightly.
She looked at me like I was crazy.
I passed them and took the stairs up to the sixth floor, letting myself into the tiny end room, a single. As the door shut behind me, I thought for a moment that it must be the wrong room. Someone’s stuff was already there. And then I saw the note.
I didn’t know if you’d have much time for shopping, so I figured I’d help. ~P