“Right,” he replied, humor in his tone.
“So,” I whispered, “if I’m stuck here, when your brother saves Rosa, I think I’m going to go. Travel. Experience this world to its fullest, something I never did in my own.”
“Two points to make, Cora,” he said in a voice that now held no humor and I twisted to look up at him again. His eyes dropped down to me. “One, I would ask, is there nothing you would regret leaving behind?”
I bit my lip and turned forward again.
“Yes, my parents and my friends,” I admitted and whispered, “I’ll miss them, a lot. Losing them would suck. Especially since, by all reports, Cora of your world won’t be such a great daughter or BFF and they’d wonder what the hell was going on.”
I pursed my lips on this thought then kept sharing.
“But I don’t like my apartment, my job. My life is colorless. Brian and I broke up and I haven’t been asked out on one, single date. I’m not lonely, I don’t get lonely. I like my own company. But a lot of the time, I’m alone and, well, I’m getting sick of that. And, if I’m honest, I was getting sick of all of it… until this happened. And being here, seeing this… this place,” I threw out a hand in front of me, “it’s made me realize all of that.”
Tor made no response and spoke no further until I prompted, “You said you had two points to make?”
“Yes,” he replied. “The second point would be that when Rosa is saved, I’m afraid, love, you aren’t going to go, travel, experience this world to its fullest.”
This surprised me and I twisted to look at him again. “Why not?”
His eyes captured mine. “Because I’ll not let you.”
My head tilted to the side and I stared at him before repeating, “Why not?”
“Because, Cora, I’m beginning to like having you around. So I’ve decided to keep you.”
What?
“What?” I shrieked and Salem twitched under us.
Tor smiled. “It won’t be that bad, my sweet. When I travel, I’ll take you with me so you will experience this world. But when I’m home, you’ll be with me there too.”
“But we don’t live together,” I reminded him.
“That will change.”
“What?” I snapped. “Why?”
“As I said, I like you around.”
“We fight all the time,” I informed him of something he already knew.
“Indeed, and I like that too.”
I blinked at him. “You do?”
He nodded. “I do.”
“That’s insane.”
“Don’t you?”
“Hell no,” I clipped.
His arm gave me a squeeze, his eyes shifted over my head and he declared, “You will.”
“I won’t.”
“You will.”