Macy POV
Edward takes the stairs two at a time, holding me close to his chest. Anger is radiating off his body, but I take comfort in it. It is not anger directed at me. For the first time in Edward's life, he wants to protect me, or at least I think he does.
He storms past my bedroom, and I glance over his shoulder. "My room…"
"We aren't going to your room," he growls.
Peering over his shoulder, I look for Winston, but he isn't following us. "Where is Winston?"
"He is taking care of things downstairs while I take care of you," he grumbles.
"That's… different," I reply.
He kicks open a door and steps inside. "What do you mean?"
'You should have kept your mouth shut,' Nyx groans.
"Shut up," I hiss at her.
Edward lays me gently on a bed and hovers over me. "I am going to pretend you were talking to Nyx."
"I was," I stumble over my words.
He offers me a rare, genuine smile and backs away from me. "What are you wearing?"
I wrinkle my nose in protest. I am wearing a yellow sundress that Raven picked out for me, but Edward is wearing a robe. "What am I wearing? What are you wearing?"
He looks down at the green robe covering his body and shrugs. "It was all we had to get back here with. But this yellow dress you are wearing is awful."
"Don't I look good in yellow?" I pretend to pout.
"I prefer you in black," Edward says. "Crazy Macy style."
My breath hitches in my throat. It isn't an insult like I am used to. I don't know how to respond. He pulls away from me and strips the strange robe from his body, and my eyes widen at the sight of his fully naked body. I should look away, but I can't. My eyes roam over his skin, memorizing every inch in case he runs away again. I don't want to forget anything about him. The symbols that cover his right arm suit him. They give him an edgier look. Surprisingly, they are darker than the ones on my arm, and a sense of guilt washes over me.
My eyes drift down to his waist, and my mouth drops open. I am not naïve to what a naked man looks like, but this is different. I find myself wondering if it could possibly fit inside me. I cock my head to the side as his member grows in front of my eyes. It is like magic. I find myself propping myself up on my elbows, trying to get a better look.
'It will fit,' Nyx tells me. Her voice is full of amusement.
"Shh," I hiss at her and continue to stare.
"What are you doing?" Edward smirks.
"Looking at your penis," the words fly out of my mouth before I can stop them. I clap my hand over my mouth and try to hide my horror.
"What?" Edward chuckles loudly.
"I didn't mean to say that out loud," I groan.
'You are fucked,' Nyx cackles from the other side room.
I cover my eyes with my other hand and try not to think about naked Edward looming over me.
He pulls my hands away from my face, and he is doing a very poor job of hiding his amusement. "Then why did you?"
"It is complicated," I skirt around the question.
"Try me," he smiles.
"I can't lie," I mumble. "The more Fae I become, the harder it is for me to lie."
"You can't lie?"
I grind my teeth together and force myself to answer. "No."
"How do you feel about me?"
"What?" I squeak.
"How do you feel about me?" He repeats the question. "You can't lie, and I need to know."
"I don't think now is the time for that conversation," I whisper.
"Macy," he whispers. "I need to know."
I glance over at Nyx. Her tail is wagging back and forth. She seems to be at peace with the situation even though she doesn't say it. Edward tilts my chin, so I am looking back at him.
"Don't ask Nyx," he says softly. "She hates me."
"She doesn't hate you," I reply.
"What about you?" He asks.
His brown eyes are looking so deeply into mine that I squirm under the intensity. "I love you," I whisper.
"Say it again," he growls, and heat pools between my legs.
"I love you," I repeat.
Edward presses a kiss against my nose and pushes himself off the bed. He leaves me lying on the bed, utterly confused about what just happened. I look in his direction, and he disappears into the adjoining bathroom.
'Are you just going to let him walk away?' Nyx giggles.
"Stupid wolf," I groan, but she is right. She is always right.
I race from the bed and storm into the bathroom. The shower is already on, and Edward is stepping inside. "So, what," I shout. "You force me to say I love you and then leave me alone on the bed."
Edward looks over his shoulder and flashes me a smile. "Or maybe I was baiting you to come in here and join me."
"Ugh," I stomp my foot against the ground. "You are so frustrating."
"You like it," he says as the water cascades over his body.
I watch him like I am in a trance. He is so beautiful. I can't believe he is mine.
Edward peeks back out of the shower. Water droplets are dripping from his dark hair and clinging to the stubble on his chin. "Are you coming in?"
"Why would I do that?" I ask breathlessly.
"Because I promise to make it fun," he shrugs before disappearing back into the shower.
'Go,' Nyx nudges me from behind. 'I will wait out here. You can be alone with him.'
I look at her and sigh. Her silver tail disappears through the door, and I begin to strip off the yellow sundress that Raven insisted I wear. In nothing but my bra and panties, I step into the shower.
"I believe I was promised some fun," I say, trying to sound confident.
Edward pins me up against the wall of the shower, and his claws rip through my bra and panties. "I love you too."