“My love, you’re anxious.”
Oh, he was.
“Can you feel it?” he asked. “That darkness is there. I can feel it moving closer to our family. I have to get out of here.”
She moved toward him, and he stopped to hold her against his body.
They were all in their death states.
Why?
Because Raven was making sure they couldn’t get the hell out of there.
They.
Were.
Weak.
“I swear to God I’m going to haunt his Subaru,” Trey stated, making Bethany laugh.
“I can’t wait to see that,” she admitted.
When he took her face in his hands, Trey stared into her eyes.
“I love you. If for some reason, this gets me…”
She stopped him.
“I’m going with you, Trey. I’m not living out my eternity without you. Promise me that you’ll take me with you if it gets you. Please don’t make me live forever mourning you.”
He rested his forehead against hers.
“Baby.”
She didn’t care.
“Please. I’ve never asked anything of you. I’ve accepted our fate, but don’t make me accept this, Trey. I need my husband.”
He kissed her softly.
In that moment, there was so much love and tenderness.
Yes, he joked around, a lot.
Yes, he busted Julian’s ass.
Mostly, the annoying behavior was an act because the man was twitchy around the dead. Now, though, he was worried that he would lose them all.
“No, Bethany. If it’s taking me, you have to let it. I need you to stay and take care of my sister and Julian. They will need you. If I’m going to purgatory, I’ll be okay. I’ll find a way out, and I’ll get Wynter.”
She had tears in her eyes.
“Trey.”
He kissed her.
When he broke the kiss, he ran his thumb over her lip. In that moment, he memorized her.