Sword Swallower: Dimitri Part Two (special preview)

“But what about you?” She rubs her eyes, trying to wake up. “Have you given the decision any thought at all?”

“It is all I can think about,” I huff. “But my heart is torn. I want to be with my family, I want to know the parts of it that have been found, but I also can’t leave you.”

“Where are you leaving me?” Valentine snuggles up on my arm.

“This is serious,” I grunt.

“I am serious,” Valentine sighs. “Where would you leave me?” She looks up at me. “Why don’t you ask me?”

“Because it shouldn’t be on you at all,” I huff. “I shouldn’t ask you at all.”

“I’ll support you no matter what,” Valentine murmurs as she crawls on top of me. She sits on my stomach and frowns harshly at me. “But you should still ask me. I love you and all that junk, and we’ve been together all this time, you need to ask me.”

I sigh as I gaze up at her. “What should I ask? Stay with me? Move away from our home with me? Leave your family so I can find mine?” I scoff and shake my head. “Any of those are not fair to you, Valentine.”

“So would be begging you to stay.” She shrugs and rubs her palm down my chest. “Thems the hooks. But you didn’t ask me the other question.”

“What other question?” I balk.

“The one you don’t even want to think of,” Valentine murmurs. 

I grimace, feeling a cold spike shoot through my stomach. “No. I can’t.”

“You gotta,” Valentine’s voice grows softer as she lowers her head, hiding her face in her hair.

“Do you-” my voice tremors and I place my shaking hands on her thighs. “Do you think we should...we should...break-”

“No!” Valentine snaps. “But see?” She grins. “You asked and you got your answer. I don’t want to break up with you, even if we are worlds and times apart, Dimitri. I would much rather marry you and follow you to the ends of the earth than ever break up.”

“Did you just-” I’m cut off as Valentine kisses me.

Her long red tongue slips down my throat. As she pulls back, she licks it across my lips. “Make your decision, Dimitri, just do what is best for you.”

I pull her down again, kissing her hungrily as I roll her onto her back. “Right now, I want to make love to you,” I moan into her ear.

Valentine whimpers. “You’ve never done this before.”