Page 54 of My Demon Neighbor
Pythor blinked. "Oh. Well, because I was there?"
It took me a long moment to realize what he meant, and when I did, I almost dropped the eggs.
"You mean that was really you? Likeyouyou, and not something my subconscious made up?"
"It was me," he admitted, and I didn't know how to feel.
On one hand, he'd protected me like he'd promised to, and hadn't I wished just last time that he could protect me from my dreams too? But on the other hand, he'd seen me like that. Like I was that night.
"Are you okay?" Pythor asked, and I nodded mutely. "I'm sorry if I overstepped. I just heard you having a nightmare, and I couldn't stop myself."
"You didn't. I just... I guess I didn't want you to see me like that."
Pythor stepped closer to me, his eyes soft as he cupped my cheek. "All I saw was a brave man fighting hard, and five cowards who would be better off dead."
Swallowing hard, I nodded, and when Pythor kissed my forehead like he had in the dream, I sank into him, letting him hold me for a few blissful moments.
I pulled back when the toast popped, and we made breakfast together before eating at the counter as I leaned into his side, feeling happy and content to enjoy this moment for as long as I could.
