Let me see those, she said, holding her hand out. No, I dont want to touch one, I want to see the package.
As he stood up, he took her with him, carrying her down the hall as if she weighed nothing—except then he stopped for some reason.Turning in his arms, she smiled and looked at the floor. Hey, Boo. What are you doing here?
The households black cat meowed up to her, as if in greeting, and then pawed like it wanted to be let into the tunnel.I think he wants to go down into—I got it, V said tightly as he leaned to the wall and released the lock on the door. Go on, there—thats it.
As the cat disappeared, he shut things up and refocused. Now. Where were we?Howd Boo get in here?
I, ah…I let it in.
I know. He kept going. Now lets concentrate on us.He had a scar on his chin, and Im certain he didnt have that before. His skin had been flawless and perfect, not that the scar detracted in any way from how handsome he was.
That. I touched the mark on his chin. Did he do that to you?Yes, he answered thickly.
How? I moved my hand, touched a mark he had on his temple. How did he do this to you?Sometimes hed hit me. Loki kept his eyes on me, letting me trace my fingers on his scars. Or hed kick me. But usually, he used a cat.