Grim Omens

REXANNA

we were fire and water.
love laced with sin

There was something comforting in the way Bastien’s hand soothed her nervousness as he stroked her spine, and she leaned into him a bit more before a small laugh slipped from her. Nodding her head in agreement, she pulled away to look upon him with a roguish gleam in her eye and an accusatory grin. “I have yet to hear some of those stories, you know.” She teased him with a small curt nod before breaking down into another small laugh. But when he began to speak of letting her tell him of her woes for however long it took, her laughter resulted in a gentle, heartwarming smile.

“You’re too kind to me.” Her voice was soft, but she meant it and was thoroughly charmed by it, pulling away from him as he turned to look back over the water before he spoke again, and her sapphire gaze dipped from the crimson water back to him. Her cheeks flushed a bit, and she tried to brush it off as she ran a hand along her head and shrugged slightly toward him. “I didn’t think I’d find anything like it either.” She paused briefly, eyeing him with that same pleased smile despite the weirdness of the day.

Yet even though Bastien couldn’t say the words, Rexanna couldn’t either; it was too… Attached, too much, and yet she could feel it in her bones. The thought of it frightened her, and still did despite the amount of time that she had spent with him and learned about his previous life in Venice and the adventure he’d had here. Eventually, she didn’t have to dwell on it long as he turned back toward her and the way they had come when he spoke once more. She snorted, but nodded, stepping up beside him with a tilt to her head and a gleam in her eye. “Who am I to say no to such an offer?” She hummed.

and whenever we happened to touch,
smoke rose from our skin.