To Love a God by Evie Kent

Author:Evie Kent [Kent, Evie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-03T16:00:00+00:00

17

Loki

A dozen blueberry pancakes. Three types of bacon—smoked, cured, and maple. Scrambled and poached eggs. Hollandaise sauce. Toasted cinnamon bread in the basket, coffee on the go, diced fruit, and a giant jug of mango juice.

The consort of a god deserved nothing but the best after a night of ravenous fucking.

Finally.

My firebird had been everything I’d hoped she would be and more. Passionate. Fiery. Most of all, she was herself. Not disconnected from the moment. Not meek or frightened. Willing. Beautiful. Well worth the wait.

And she deserved something special, something more than healed bruises and a burst of energy, the elimination of her hangover… Something better than the feast before me, even. What, precisely, I would gift her with was still percolating around my brain, but given enough time, it would make itself known.

Maybe a set of ballet shoes.

The thought made my lips twitch up. Yes. She would enjoy that, wouldn’t she?

If she ever dragged herself out of bed, of course. I had been rather loud during the preparation of breakfast, knocking pans and clacking silverware—because I refused to have today turn into one of those days where she slipped away and hid in the mountain. We had connected last night. We deserved some time together in peace, eating and talking and deciding where to take this next.

Preferably back to the bedroom, but I was open to suggestions.

When she appeared in the doorway, wearing her white gown because she had nothing else, I knew what to gift her with in the meantime: a new wardrobe. No longer the sacrificial lamb, she could have whatever she wanted. If she pointed it out to me in a book or magazine, I could even craft it from scratch; the villagers could fetch everything else—anything she desired, no matter the price.

I straightened up in her presence, reaching for the mango juice to pour her a fresh glass. Bright-eyed and pink-cheeked, Nora lingered in the doorway, staring at the spread with her arms crossed. Toes curled, too, like she didn’t want to set foot in the main hall.

“Good morning…” Let her be her usual fussy self. It hardly bothered me—not when I knew how to make her sing. I gestured to the plates and bowls and bread baskets. “Just a little something I whipped up.”

“Are you tipping me in breakfast food?” she asked, eyebrows rising when I snorted.

“After last night, I think you should be tipping me, but—”

“You need to chill,” Nora muttered as she cautiously sauntered into the space, headed for the table but not in a hurry. “You were fine. Adequate.”

She really was the loveliest distraction from the horrors inside my own head. Feisty and sarcastic, bold and brash—I wanted to keep her forever, if only her human life extended that long. Smirking, I popped my chin on my fist, elbow on the table, and let out a luxurious sigh.

“Only adequate? Well, I’ll have to try harder, then.” Her cheeks darkened when I looked her up and down, a sudden and powerful possessive ache in my chest that I hadn’t felt in centuries.

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