Vampire Mine - Kerrelyn Sparks [84]
He sat on the other end of the couch, next to her bare feet. “You miss heaven.”
“Yes.” She sat up and drew her legs in to make more room for him. “It’s been my home since I was created.” She tugged the robe closed around her neck, then rubbed her chin against the soft white material.
No doubt, she missed her angelic boyfriend, too. He eyed her damp blond hair that curled on the ends and her freshly scrubbed lovely face. “Do ye look like that in heaven?”
She smiled. “My form is similar, but not this solid or detailed. I’m more of a spirit there.”
“Ah.” Good. Then Buniel couldn’t touch her or kiss her.
“I miss my wings.” She lifted the sun catcher up to the ceiling light. “I miss the thrill of soaring through the heavens and feeling the air rush by me. I miss the freedom of going anywhere I please.” With a sigh, she lowered her hand. “I really missed my wings when you were injured, and I couldn’t take you anywhere for help.”
“Ye doona like feeling powerless.” Connor tossed his towel onto the coffee table. “I feel the same way.”
“You have plenty of wonderful powers.” Marielle poked at him with a bare foot. “Stop being down on yourself.”
He smiled. “I canna fly, but I can levitate. Would ye care to go up a wee bit?” He pointed up in the air.
She gave him a dubious look. “How far can you go?”
He shrugged. “Mars. Venus.” When she laughed, he grinned. “Would ye believe the top of the chimney?”
She laughed again, and the sound was music for his soul.
He stood and extended his hand. “Come.”
She took his hand and followed him outside.
The grass was chilly on his bare feet. He stopped in the middle of the clearing.
“Good thing ye’re wearing this.” He folded the voluminous white robe around her. He had spotted a pair of knit pajamas underneath. “I hear it is a bit chilly on Mars.”
“Or the top of the chimney.” She smiled up at him. “So how does this work?”
“Ye have to hold on to me.” He put her arms around his neck, then grabbed hold of her waist.
He started up slowly. Three feet. Five feet.
She peered down. “Is that as fast as you can go?”
He zipped up another ten feet, and she laughed.
She tightened her grip around his neck. “I like it. Thank you.”
He slowly rose another ten feet.
She glanced down with a speculative look. “I wonder what would happen if I directed a blast of air down at the ground?”
He frowned. “That doesna sound verra wise.”
“Oh, come on.” She stretched a hand out and boom!
They took off like a rocket, shooting straight up into the sky.
“Bloody hell!” He pulled her close.
She squealed with laughter. “Yes! This is what it’s like. Don’t you love it?” She flung her arms out and arched her back with her face toward the stars.
“No!” He grappled to keep ahold of her.
They slowed to a stop, hovering in the air. Connor’s heart stopped pounding and he glanced down. Holy Christ Almighty, they had to be a mile above the Earth.
“Wasn’t that fun?” She wrapped her arms around his neck.
“I was afraid I would drop you.”
She traced the line of his jaw with a finger. “Do you really worry so much about me?”
“Aye.”
“You sweet man.” She kissed his cheek. “I was never worried. I trust you.”
His groin tightened. Great. He was getting hard a mile up in the air. And as fiercely as he was holding her, she would be sure to notice.
“I want to try something.” She stretched a hand out to the side and let loose a little blast.
They flew in the opposite direction. She repeated it a few times more, laughing each time they took off. Soon, Connor was laughing with her. She was right, he did enjoy the wind against his face and the canopy of twinkling stars around them.
She hugged him tight. “Thank you, Connor. I was afraid I’d never fly again.”
He rubbed his chin against her temple. “It took powers from both of us to