trade this heavy cage of bones for flight

EVIE

His hands pull her from the warm depths of the water, and though it’s undeniably colder with her skin wet and bare, she knows what awaits will be worth the chill and the venture through the house. Thick furs and blankets, a pillow that she has come to consider her own after nights shared warding away her nightmares, even a small collection of her clothes left for that same reason. Comfortable, familiar things.

She’s startled from her pondering by the towel over her head, which muffles the small laugh its presence inspires. Ruffling it over her hair briefly while it’s there, Evie then lets it fall over her shoulders to soak the water that trails from her long hair down the center of her spine, freeing her vision. It’s the only reason she doesn’t startle a second time as Deimos lifts her from the bath like a wet kitten, depositing her safely on the mat beside him. Charmed as ever by both his ability and inclination to haul her around so easily, Evie only gently swats his hip with a pointed look at his shoulder.

That too falls away, and she lays her hand in the crook of his elbow, thumb tracing the pulse she can feel beneath the thin skin as she gazes up at him. “For as long as you’ll have me,” Evie vows, and pulls gently on Deimos’ arm to guide them towards the bedroom.

Don't look up, just let them think
There's no place else you'd rather be