Dangerously Yours Till Eternity

He stood up slowly, pulling her to her feet along with him.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“I did,” he said with a smile. “How could I not?”

That was another thing about risky text, some are just worth the risk.

After that, they settled down and they had dinner, talking about how their relationship that had finally began would proceed from there on.

Chris was very intentional about about how human he wanted it, and how that was how it would have been if she hadn’t found out so quickly. He didn’t want to rush her into another world that she might not be fully prepared for, and she understood, appreciating the fact that he cared.

She was kind of intrigued though and interested at what his way and his world would be like, but she was still trying to get use to everything and like he had said, maybe it was best bit to rush it.

This also meant that for now, he would be keeping her away from the meeting, the Houses she had heard snippets about and most things about the vampires.

This once again, he said, was for the best.

Once they were done, they headed to the door. Just as they they stepped out, Jett was right in front of them, looking absolutely stressed, his eyes scrutinizing and calculating.

Then he nodded like as if he had reached a conclusion, saying quickly, “Nice night, fights resolved, love blossomed again, absolutely good.”

“Good evening, Jett.” Ivy greeted with a smile.

“Good evening. As much as I wouldn’t like to ruin this, I have to take Chris back to the meeting he ditched to come here.”

“You were in a meeting?” Ivy asked, turning to him.

That explained how his phone had been blowing up earlier before he jammed on the power button and switched it off.

“It wasn’t important,” Chris shrugged.

“It was,” Jett fired back, “and it still is. We have to get back.”

“Just a few more minutes, you can take care of them for just a–”

“I can not, Sire. If I wasn’t already dead, they would have killed me. We must go back right now!”

Chris glared at him, a low growl rumbling from his chest.

“Sire,” Jett quickly added, although it didn’t look like he was terrified to his bones.

“You have to get back,” Ivy said and Chris turned to her, the glare immediately replaced with a look of longing. “I will drive home and we will see tomorrow.”

“Really? Tomorrow seem so far. I can have Jett drive you to my house and we can–”

“No, let’s see tomorrow.” Ivy said gently, her eyes glinting with happiness as she tried to hold back a chuckle. She had caught a glimpse of Jett’s face when Chris had made that offer and that could easily be the funniest frustrated look she had ever seen.

Chris’s cold lips sealed against hers, snapping her out of her thoughts. Her hands went around his neck, pulling him closer, letting him deepen the kiss.

They seem to be lost in the moment till Jett frustrated sigh brought them back.

“The meeting, please!”

“Fine, fine.”

They pulled apart and despite Jett’s persistent reminder, Chris still ensured that he walked Ivy to her car.

When Ivy got back home, Elsa’s was no where to be found.

She was most likely at the meeting too.

She took a bath, refreshed and now in her nightgown, she snuck into her blankets.

At that moment, her phone dinged with a notification.

It was an email.

From Jett?

It read:

“Words alone cannot express my gratitude for finally deciding to be with my Sire, Yours Girl. I owe you plenty.”

She chuckled, texting back a reply.

“I think I’m the one that owes you plenty. Thank you for taking care of him for me.”

The reply was within seconds.

“Acknowledged, please do not send another reply concerning this, or I might be forced to add you to my spam list. Best regards.”

Well, on that note, a silent goodnight to him.

The breeze would convey it.

Then she called her parents.

She was so happy that even her Mother noticed and asked if she had finally found someone on her own, so that she could start immediately planning the wedding and get her out of their house.

She said no.

One of the things her and Chris had agreed on was that she wouldn’t introduce him to her parents. They still had a lot of things to process and that move might be one that was too quick. Also if they weren’t careful enough, they believed it had the potential of putting their lives at stake and ruining everything.

Her mother had wanted to press further but her Father had helped her avoid that situation, although he seemed to be curious about why she was so happy too, he didn’t push. He only told her he was happy, she was happy.

“Tell me it is what I think it is. Tell me me now!” Elsa begged, the words tumbling out of her mouth.

Right after she had dropped her parents call, Elsa’s call came in. I’m fact, her call had been coming in while she was till on the phone with her parents and it had been one of the reasons she had ended up saying goodnight to her Father and ending the call early.

“What do you think?”

“Well, with the way Chris was smiling throughout the meeting, you two are finally officially together.”

“Yes,” she blushed, barely allowing her to complete her sentence.

She had been dying to tell someone already.

Elsa squealed over the phone, so loudly that Ivy had to distance it from her ear so fast.

“By the Blood, this is good! You have to tell me everything.”

“We did not have sex,” Ivy stated point blank.

“Goodness no, I wasn’t asking about that. You think I want to listen to how my Sire had sex with my best friend. Gross.”

Ivy chuckled, “you didn’t seem to mind the first time I told you about that.”

“Things have changed, Prince–” Elsa’s voice cut off, like she was talking to some people in the background. Ivy could faintly hear Jett’s voice and one more voice, like the one she had heard earlier. Even now, she still couldn’t figure out who that was.

Anyways, not important.

“Sorry about that, I’m back but I have to go now.”

“Alright.”

“But I still want to hear the whole story when I see you tomorrow. Just keep it PG, okay.”

“Keep it PG? Nothing I do is rated 18, mum. You don’t have to worry.”

“I would be worried if nothing you so is rated 18,” she replied between chuckled and they both laughed about that.

Ivy hung out and the put the phone away.

Then she turned off the lights, closing her eyes, forcing herself to stop creating coming up with different scenarios in her head.

The ringing of her phone after a while didn’t help though, neither did the person on the phone.

My Christopher.

They talked late into the night about nothing and everything.

Somewhere along the line, during the call, she fell asleep, one thought on her mind, that he made her feel so wonderful, she would keep it.

To the list of all the crazy things she had done in her life, here was one more to add to it, and she had a feeling, this was only the beginning.