*****Jordan*****
There are always times in a person's life when they feel like they've fallen off the edge, no matter who you are or where you come from...none of us are ever safe from reality. I had no idea of how much time had passed since I first tumbled into Vendish's arms, but I knew that as the minutes ticked by, I was now the one slowly backing towards that edge. Never in my wildest dreams, even as a self-proclaimed 'creative' type, could I have imagined the things unfolding before me.
It was like a curtain had lifted from the world I knew and revealed to me the ugly truth, in the form of psychotic visions in which pixies, shadow dragons, and gorgeous fairy men lurked. Some people might have been fascinated and lured into a world that was not the mundane existence they knew to be, hoping that their romanticized childhood notions would sate their hearts and imaginations, but in reality though, being thrust into 'the other side' without anything safe to cling to, made you cower in fear and wish to god you had just called in sick that day.
So here I was, sitting in a field made of silky dancing grass, next to a man who looked like a hulking fairy warrior, and staring at my cousin...
if she was really my cousin
...who just happened to be as blue as the sky.
Well the sky I knew anyways.
I couldn't really think about much else besides the color of her skin, it was unreal and it was taking my brain some time to process. One minute she had been the girl I always knew, blonde, blue eyed, golden skin, and the next she looked like something pulled straight from a freaking fairy tale.
I watched her dragon fly remnant wings flap in the subtle breeze, a giggle bustling from her lips, and a delighted sparkle in her silver eyes, taking it in with a numb weakness in the pit of my stomach. The pixie called Daega flitted around Lucy's shoulders, playfully calling my name, and trying to break me from my silent stare, but I couldn't move, or think, or speak.
Even Vendish tried to shake me from my stupor, but he too was defeated. Daega landed on my knee, causing me to shudder at the feeling of impossibly tiny feet marching up my leg. She tugged on my shirt and I looked at her directly, watching her eyes catch the mandarin sky above and light up like fiery diamonds.
"I am sorry wee one. I didn't mean to give ya a fright," she lowered her fuchsia colored head, her wings ceasing to beat, "I brought you something to drink," Daega lifted a thimble sized vile with both hands and I couldn't help but take what she offered, making sure not to squash her tiny fingers with my much larger ones.
I wasn't sure how to feel about the offering, I mean what if it was some weird Fae drink that I could trip on for days? Vendish's touch soothed along my back, reassuring me that Daega's offering was alright, and his green eyes were soft with encouragement. He was seriously gorgeous, almost textbook Adonis, everything about him screamed perfect, but I was a skeptic of all things too perfect. Managing to pull my eyes away from his, I took a deep breath, and threw back the measly shot of possible Fae tonic.
Immediately the minty cool rush of liquid made its way into my bloodstream. My body responded quickly, causing my tension to ease, and my eyes to widen with awareness. It was like Red Bull combined with the childhood security of your mother's arms wrapped around you...
or so I heard
...in short it was miraculous. The smile that budded at my lips could not be stopped and I started to laugh. I hadn't felt this good in years, scratch that, I had never felt this good.
Eyeing the tiny pixie in my lap, "what the hell was that?" I was so excited, but for what I had no idea.
Daega laughed, "
that
is a tea the pixies make for their wee ones when they have a bad day or a nightmare..."
"Well it's absolutely amazing, I mean I feel wonderful!" I cut her off looking at Vendish who was on the verge of tears from laughing.
The sound of his rumbling laugh was exotic and enticing and I was so loose due to my buzz that I eyed his lips longingly. It was a well --known fact among my friends that I got extremely horny after smoking a joint, so rarely did I ever partake. I tried to fight the familiar urge, but lost the battle. So without further-adieu and a ton of tea-induced enthusiasm, I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his lips to mine. I was aware of the gasps from Daega and Lucy, but was lost in the soft lips that pushed back at mine combined with the large hands that pulled me closer. His mouth was warm and his lips were like brushing against rose petals and my fingers combed through his curtain of hair, loving the way it spilt through them like running water.
By tilting my head, we locked to each other deeper, his mouth fitting over mine perfectly and his tongue tracing against the seam of my lips. Everything felt new and innocent as his tongue breached the barrier of my mouth, slipping inside and running smoothly over mine. I was frenzied with need for more, something felt as if it had unlocked inside of me as this man tasted every part of my mouth with hunger.
"EXCUSE ME!" a rather annoyed voice came to my ears and I twisted my face against Vendish's scorching lips.
Lucy stood there with an 'are you proud of yourself' look, her hands on her hips, and her mouth parted slightly. Daega buzzed in circles around Lucy's head and I turned my eyes back to Vendish, who was mere inches away. I startled out of his lap with the realization that I had just attacked his face and all because of some crazy fairy tea.
What the hell was I thinking?
Vendish frowned and reached out as I clamored away from him and stood up, I wouldn't make that mistake twice. I won't deny that the kiss was hot and better than I had imagined, but as I said
not just no...but hell no.
"Okay, now that I'm feeling 'better'..." I blurted, hoping to subdue all talk of my drugged out lip lock, while running a hand through my hair, and ignoring Vendish's mouth hanging open, "what the hell Lucy? If this is your real name...I mean come on. How do you expect me to react to this? I mean twenty two years and I didn't know! Are you even my real cousin?"
"Of course I am Jordy," she smiled brightly, flicking her white hair over her shoulder, "your...well Jameen is Aunt Kim's older brother. In any universe that makes us cousins, duh," she rolled her eyes and I clenched my fists.
Show a little compassion Lu!
"Anyways, do you honestly think I could show you what I am without you having a flip out fest and keeling over from a heart attack? I mean come on Jordy...when I took over as your watcher, I was three. It kind of became a habit to stay in glamour and all the boys loved it. Mortal boys are
sooo
much fun and the parties...Oh Great Mother! Those boys know how to dance and drink and...."
"Ugh, just can it Lu. I know damn well what you do in your spare time," I rolled my eyes in disgust.
"Oh excuse me oh righteous one. I am sorry to offend thee with such crude talk of my sexual endeavors," she mocked in a haughty accent, "or is it that you're just a stick in the mud because the last boy you had wasn't really satisfying and it's been a while?" She smirked.
"You bitch! I will have you know that he was very satisfying and ..." I stopped when I heard a low growl coming from next to me. I turned to see Vendish's green eyes glowing in anger and I shifted slowly back to Lucy who was giggling loudly. "Lucy!" I shouted and she laughed louder.
"Oh...Oh..my. You are just too easy cousin mine. Do continue...I think the Prince would love to hear just how satisfying Marcus was..." She rolled to the ground clenching her stomach. "Hey! Ouch Daega!"
The little Pixie continued to pinch her until Lucy crossed her arms with a frown, "you're going to get into trouble Luciana." Daega warned and Lucy huffed, but sat cross legged on the ground, arms folded across each other.
"Whatever Lu, what about mom, does she know? And how is she...you saw her right?"
