“What the –?” I started to breathe.
“What are you doing out of bed?” he demanded to know in his Tor-like, imperious, deep voice and I blinked.
This was a mistake for in the nanosecond my eyes were closed, he made it to me (truth be told, my bedroom wasn’t that big), had me cradled in his arms then he walked me to my bed and gently set me in it. Then he yanked the covers over me. Then he pulled the washcloth out of my hand, studied it a second, sat on the bed beside me and pressed it on my forehead.
I stared up at him and whispered, “Who are you?”
He stared down at me. “I’m your husband.”
Oh my God! Did Cora of the other world find Tor of this world and marry him in two months?
Holy crap!
“You’re my husband?”
His eyes moved over my face before he said, “Yes, love, I’m your husband.”
Oh no. Oh God. Oh no.
I couldn’t live in my world with the Tor of my world while remembering what a stupid fool I’d been about the Tor of the fairytale world!
That would suck!
How could this situation, already bad, get so much worse? What did I do to deserve such shitty karma?
“Did we, uh… like, get married in Vegas or something?” I asked and his brows drew together.
“No, Cora, actually, we haven’t been married, something I will rectify the minute we get back home.”
Oh boy.
“Back home?” I whispered.
“To our world.”
Oh boy!
“Our world?” I asked tentatively.
“My world and what will bloody well be your world as soon as I discover how the f**k to get out of this dreary, foul place.”
Holy crap! Tor came back with me!
I shot straight up to my feet and jumped off the bed, running over the clothes and shoes on the floor, my head whirling but I ignored it, praying I wouldn’t pass out.
Of course, I didn’t make it to the door. I was caught with an arm at my waist and pulled back into a hard body. I struggled, Tor’s other arm locked around my shoulders and chest, caging me in and his mouth went to my ear.
“Calm yourself,” he said quietly.
“Let go of me!” I shrieked.
“Calm yourself, love.”
“Let… me… go!” I yelled, still struggling.
He let me go but only so he could put his hands to my hips, whirl me around and step into me in a way that I had no choice but to back up until I hit wall and then his body fenced me in.
I tipped my head back to scream in his face but his tender voice got there before me.