Knightly
There is beauty and then there’s Phoebe
This dress she’s got on is something straight of a dream. The dark blue fabric shimmers against the light making her eye that much prettier. It shows off so much of her tanned skin, but not in a vulgar way I love her hair up the way it in at the moment. My marks on her delicate throat are on full display yet they’re not meant be shown off. The diamonds around her neck take from that
I would have done it had she woken up before I slipped out of that apartment. I would have burned the world around me for her. For us. The closer she gets, the more its starting to look like I’m going to have to do just that.
Tell me about your tattoos. I say when the waiter walks away without orders
“I designed it,” she holds her arm out placing her hand flat on the table.
At her wrist, is a small band decorated with roses that go up to the center of her forearm where they start to burn Under the lick of flames is an outline of black thorns that wrap around her forearm. At the curve of her elbow is a crying woman burning up, her arms held up above her head
Towards the back of her arm where her elbow is the same woman with a serious expression dressed in very provocative office attire. On her bicep is the same woman with glasses and a paintbrush painting against an easel. At the top is the the woman laughing in a very elegant gown and at her shoulder, the woman is smiling with two kids. None of them look like her but it tells the story of who she is.
“This is beautiful, I admit loving the colors and the story behind it. I turn her arm so I can get a closer look at the details and stop when I get to the date etched in her skin on the inside of her wrist. She covers it and pulls her arm away. “You don‘ I have to be embarrassed,”
“I’m not” she smiles. “I just- that day changed my life. It both has everything and nothing to do with you,”
“I understand,” I clear my throat and look around to make sure not too many eyes are on us. I unbutton my shirt enough to tug it and show her the tattoo I got on my chest. She stares at the date and looks back up at me.
“It’s the same font,” she laughs.
“Right,” I nod. “It’s why it took me by surprise,”
“Is this you’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” that’s not the first time she’s said that meaning it for the two of us. “If I feel like this. I can’t imagine what you feel, Knightly. What you felt having to walk away,”
“What do you feel?” I ask pulling her chair a little closer to me. She takes a deep breath and smiles.
“My entire life, I lived in a house with this thing that considered me an intruder in her den or cave. Whatever jaguars nest in. I never felt safe and it’s something that I carried with me for so long. It got worse when the twins were born because I didn‘ I know how you were going to react. Just being this close to you takes that away.
“I’ve never felt safe before until now. It’s freaking me out a little because I have no idea who you are. Then you say all these pretty things and they just slip by every wall I’ve ever put up around me. It’s not so much as you tearing down my defenses, I just don’t think I can use them against you. Does that make sense?”
“Yes.”
“I’m terrified of you, she whispers but her eyes say something completely different.
“I think you should be. If I’m being honest, things aren’t even bad yet. Not even a little, Angel. I tried to keep you out of all this shit, I tug her hand closer to me. “But I promise you that I am going to try my best to keep anyone from hurting you
and the twins,
“The three of you have me completely wrapped around your perfect little hands,” I lift her hand to kiss her fingertips. “I know you have this picture of me in your head. Everyone does. That’s what I wanted everyone to see so that when I disappeared it wouldn’t be much of a loss.”
“Knight, she sighs. “You’re insane. I can’t” She takes her hand back and I flinch when it cracks against my forehead.” Hearing other people say that is like woah, that’s intense. But hearing that come out of your mouth makes me so angry “You just slapped me on the forehead,”
“I’m trying to knock some sense in there. I hav Successfully unlocked ke some of mine,” she takes a drink from her
red wine. “I never want to hear you say that age you
Her eyes are completely focused on me. She’s expecting me to give in and of course, I will. There’s no way in hell I’d be able to walk away again. There’s no other path for either of us anymore except for this one.
“I promise,”
“Thank you. You said that you didn’t like making promises that you couldn’t keep and I know this is going to be difficult. the two of us. You can ask me for help I’m really good at fixing stuff. My cross stitch is pro
“You make me feel safe too, I admit I didn’t have a bad childhood with my parents, but there were always the
expectations. And my job is just like that. It stops feeling good after a while But with you. I don’t feel like there’s a deadline weighing over me.
“I think that’s exactly what it’s supposed to feel like she smiles.
I find myself telling her things I’d never told anyone before and she returns it all in d. There is no resentment in how genuine she is There’s no anger. No hurt There’s no way I’m this fortunate She feels unreal Everything is drawing me in, taking hold, and cutting deep
My last conversation with Perry suddenly makes a whole lot of sense to me. In what fucking world does it make sense that would ever deserve something this beautiful? It just doesn’t and it feels a lot like I’m going to fuck it up at any moment Perhaps I need to take my own advice.
“Sir, I should inform you that there are a lot of cameras outside, the owner tells us when we’re finished. “I wasn’t aware you were coming tonight-”
“I made a last–minute reservation,” I say trying to calm him. “I get it,”
“We will be more prepared for you next time, Alpha Knightly,” he bows. “Your meal is on us tonight”
“You don’t have to do that for me,”
“Then for our Luna,” he bows again and walks away. It warms me to hear him say that.
“Everything okay?” Phoebe asks. Her coat is brought over to us and I take it. “You’re not going to let me put that back on are you?”
“Nope. Blue is my favorite color. Don’t worry, Angel. I’ll keep you warm,”
“Blue is also my favorite color. Royal Blue,” she says ignoring me.
“There are a lot of people out there. Ready?”
“Ugh,” she mods. This is going to be a nightmare on the media,”
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