Nerthus
“Wow,” I say dreamily as I am braiding the tassels of her scarf. “You two are adventurous.”
Emily is just about to inquire about my Thanksgiving after having gushed about theirs, as I jump at Owen slumping back down at the table.
Saved by the bell.
My panic rises as I see Arawn taking his place as well, and I turn around. Checking if he has a split lip or a black eye, I am equally relieved as I am disappointed.
I’m such a disgusting character.
“Everything alright?” I ask, and he nods looking at me as if I had caught him red-handed.
“Sure. Why?” He leans forward to press a chaste kiss on the corner of my lips, making me freeze.
Shaking my head, I stare at him in disbelief. “Nothing.”
“We will discuss it later like we said we would.” He lowers his voice with a smile, and
