Heroes (Eirik Book 2)

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myself using magic. Then you’d be humiliated and your mother would take it out on me.”
    I dropped back onto my bed, but my eyes followed her. My day just got better. “Never is such a long time. I could make you eat those words right now.”
    Pink tinted her cheeks, but she didn’t look away. From her expression, she was getting pissed and probably thinking up ways to make me hurt. Too bad. I needed to reconnect with her, desperately. Maybe I shouldn’t wait to explore this bond between her and my animalistic side. Since the flamboyant nitwit was a part of me, I had to know if I was part of whatever special thing they had going on.
    Celestia sighed. “Eirik, please, stop being stubborn.”
    She could make me agree to anything when she looked at me with those soft eyes and spoke in that breathless tone. I couldn’t believe she was in my home. After months of sneaking into hers and watching her from afar, she was actually here. Best part, she didn’t appear to hate me. This felt like old times.
    “Okay, forget the kiss. I’ll settle for a hug,” I said.
    “Seriously? We don’t have time for these silly games.”
    “This is not a game. We always had time to cuddle. A hug or Mommy Dearest will be humiliated and it will be your fault, Jiminy Cricket.”
    “You are such an ass.”
    “And you’re scared you might like it too much and stop hating me.”
    “I don’t hate you.”
    “Prove it.” I extended my arms and gave her my most charming smile. “My arms have missed you.”
    “That’s so corny.”
    She was wavering. “That’s because I know you can’t resist me for long. I mean, I know I’m charming, but I’ve been working out, so it’s okay if you want to cop a feel too.”
    She laughed. “In your dreams.”
    She had done that and much more in my dreams.
    “And I saved your life from my power-hungry grandmother. That alone should give me a hero’s…” She stopped smiling and a haunted look flashed in her eyes. Damn, I shouldn’t have brought up my grandmother. “Come here, Dimples.”
    She swallowed and looked at my hand, but she still didn’t move. This was demoralizing. Before, she had no problem hugging me. Now I had to beg her for it.
    “Chicken. If I shift and start roaring and snarling with disappointment, guess who will be running out of here, screaming because they hate dragons?”
    “I’m not worried about your dragon side. He’s my hero. Your human side, on the other hand, is an egotistical opportunist. If you so much as cop a feel , as you so eloquently put it, you’ll need to shift to escape my wrath. And FYI, I’m only doing this so I don’t have to dress up like some debutante and attend the stupid ball with you. First, they lure me here under false pretense, and now I have to deal with you. Why me? What did I do wrong to deserve this?”
    Man, could she talk. The moment she crawled onto the bed and slipped into my arms, everything ceased to matter. I didn’t even care that she talked too much. She could yap all she wanted now. But the best part was her reaction. She trembled, telling me she was affected by our close proximity. I felt invincible.
    I wrapped my arms around her, and tucked her under my chin. I didn’t care what reason she gave, I was finally holding her while she was awake. I could feel her warmth. Hear her breathe. Inhale her scent. This was worth all the begging in the world. I buried my face in her hair and a sigh of contentment rose from deep inside me. It came out as a purr.
    Whatever special connection Celestia shared with my dragon form, it extended to me. I felt it in every cell in my body. Felt it when she released a shaky breath. When our bodies touched and she trembled. She might fight me, but she belonged in my arms. In my home. In my realm.
    “Dimples?”
    “Hmmm.”
    “Welcome home.”
    I expected her to say this wasn’t her home. Instead, she nestled and sighed, her breath brushing my skin. Heat shot through me. The hug wasn’t

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