The Nephilim’s Touch by Morgan Lysand

Author:Morgan Lysand [Lysand, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-14T00:00:00+00:00

10

VAN

How is someone so adorable even in sleep? How, I ask? How? Gabe scrunches his nose and I have to bite back a laugh because it’s just so fucking cute.

“No, I don’t want cabbage soup. It gives me gas,” he says matter-of-factly with his eyes closed and now I know what the scrunched nose was for. Sweet Gabe talks in his sleep. “Yes. I love cabbage soup, but I don’t want to have… issues in front of my date.”

I wait to see if he continues this conversation and am not disappointed.

“Chicken noodle soup? I don’t know. Maybe I’ll just make…”

This time I can’t help it and laugh a little too loud.

“Mmmm?” Gabe asks as his eyes flutter open. “Are you okay?” He lifts his head as if to get up and I pull him back down.

“Did you know you talk in your sleep?”

“Yes.” He groans and flops to his back. “How embarrassing.” He covers his face with his hands. “What did I say?”

“Oh, apparently cabbage soup gives you gas.”

“No.”

“Yes.” I rub his rumbling stomach. “Maybe you need cabbage soup right now. You’re hungry.”

“No cabbage soup. Takes too long.” He rolls out of bed. “What time is it?”

Sun peeks out from the bottom of the light blocking curtains over the windows. “Dunno, but daylight.”

“Lets grab something to eat. I have a whole carton of eggs. Do you like eggs?” He pauses and looks down at himself and frowns. “I’m filthy.” The barest hint of a smile graces his lips before he shrugs and leaves me alone in the room. He’s beautifully filthy, with dirt from the stage and sweat from our fucking. Probably sweat from sleeping with a demon who runs hot like a dragon.

I push to my feet and assess myself, refusing to see how many hours are left on the countdown device. The skin around said device seems less angry than before, so that’s a good sign. No more fresh blood, anyway. I probably shouldn’t have pushed myself last night, but Gabe is temptation on a pair of beautiful legs, and those fucking thighs. Not to mention his ass. But I think it’s his sweetness I’m drawn to the most. He hasn’t judged me from the moment he met me, even knowing all the stories told about me. I’ve never met anyone quite like Gabe before and I have a feeling I never will again. I’ll do anything I can to keep on his good side.

I don’t want to rummage through his dresser without permission, so I leave the bedroom stark naked. Only to find Gabe fake singing into a spatula, also completely naked and dirt streaked at the stove.

He shakes his ass to some unheard music. “You never answered about the eggs. I’m scrambling half the carton.”

I grab a few more eggs, crack them open one by one, and toss them into the skillet. “Might need a few more.”

His mouth opens into an O as he starts frantically scrambling the new eggs in with the others.

“Also.” I press against his back and breathe him in.

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