Sweet Soul (Sweet Home #5)

“It’s round, pink and my name is written on it,” she whispered. A sigh came from her throat. “Levi,” she cried and met my eyes.

I shrugged, feeling every ounce of her shock; but I wasn’t sure if I’d done the right thing. “I wanted today to be real special.” I hung my head, thinking that I’d really messed up. “You said your favorite birthday involved a cake. A pink cake that was round and had your name written across the top. I wanted to remind you of when your life wasn’t so hard.”

“My life has always been hard, Levi. Every day of my life.”

I winced knowing all this had been over-the-top. I was an idiot, trying too hard to make her happy. I turned to walk away, when Elsie grabbed hold of my arm. “Until I met you,” she confessed, almost in a whisper.

Her tiny voice caused my feet to plant onto the ground and heat to fire in my chest. I felt a kiss on my shoulder blade, and she said, “The day I met you, even in that alley, with just a simple cup of coffee, you showed me more kindness than I’d received in years, maybe ever.”

Her forehead fell to my back. “You’ve given me my voice, without judgment. You’ve given me adventures, and kisses. You’ve given me health and comfort… and you’ve given me words. You’ve given me words,” I heard her huff a laugh, “and you gave me light in a mason jar to keep the darkness away.”

I felt her tremble, when she added, painfully, “What have I given you to earn all this? To earn your trust?”

I inhaled sharply and turned back round. Elsie’s head was bowed. Placing the cake on the table, with wax now dripping from the candle, I said, “You’ve given me… me.”

My voice was low and raspy, but I needed her to look at me. I placed my finger under her chin and lifted her head. Her long light lashes were fluttering on her cheeks. I told her straight. “You never have to hide your face from me. You never have to be shy, not with me.”

Elsie’s eyes lifted, and her blue irises seared mine. I pushed a strand of her long blond hair behind her ear. Her cheeks were still rosy from the wind outside, and I swore there was no one on the damn planet more beautiful than this girl. At least not to me. “I’ve been lost, Elsie. Lost and drowning since I was a kid.”

“Like Leander. Drowning. Lost in the tide,” she added. I couldn’t help but smile.

“Like Leander,” I agreed, and swallowed hard. “Then I saw you. I saw you and you brought me back to me.” I took her pretty face in my hands, and said, “You, the pretty girl with no voice, gave me a voice again. Elsie, you brought me life.” I kissed her forehead, moving my cheek to rest against hers. With my mouth near her right ear, I assured, “That’s why you deserve all of this. Because you’re a life giver. A silent, resilient life giver.”

Tears fell down her cheeks, and I wiped them away with the pad of my thumbs. “Levi,” she whispered brokenly.

“Now, come and blow out your candle.”

Elsie laughed, her high-pitched giggle sounded like heaven to my ears. I lifted the cake and walked to sit on the bed. Elsie climbed on the opposite side and perched on her knees. Making sure I was near the bedside lamp, I placed the cake on the comforter. Elsie shuffled forward.

“Close your eyes and make a wish,” I instructed. As Elsie blew out the single candle, I flicked off the light. The lightning bug mason jar glowed beside her.

I watched as Elsie’s eyes opened, where she quickly looked around, seeing the room plunged into darkness. She looked to me as I moved the cake to the side table.

I covered her hand with my own and instructed, “Look up.”

Elsie frowned, but did as I asked. Her lips parted as a shocked breath left her mouth. I didn’t look up, I watched her instead. I didn’t want to look away as I watched an awed smile spread on her face. I couldn’t look away as she stared at the ceiling of stars.

“Levi,” she whispered through her tears. “What have you done? What are you doing to my heart and my soul?”

For once I went with the words that wanted to spill from my mouth. “I’m falling for you.”

Blood rushed to my cheeks, my nerves flaming with fire. But what I had said was enough to tear Elsie’s attention from the plastic neon stars and focus on me. Silently she edged closer and closer, until her lips fell on mine, her mouth nervous and shy, before growing bolder and stronger.

I kissed her back. I kissed her back with everything I had, my hands wrapping around her golden strands. Elsie moaned into my mouth as we lowered to lie back on the bed. We kissed and we kissed until, breathless, Elsie pulled back to look into my eyes. “Levi, you… you make me want to give my heart away.”

And that was all it took. That was all it took for me to fall completely for my silent girl, my beautiful girl.

Bella mia.

“Elsie,” I groaned, edging back from her mouth. Seeing her bare throat, the light skin I had to kiss, I moved my lips down to brush along the smooth flesh.