Bre's eyes widened and closed as her soul kissed her, holding her close to his muscular body. "Lover," she paused, rolling the word around her mouth, tasting the sound and the need in her chest. "I was looking for the bathroom. I had to pee really bad." She smirked at Helkior's back. "I would like something that let's me see your collar bone." She ran her fingers gently along the bones, catching his eye for a second, she leaned over and kissed the exposed skin.<br/>She stopped and looked at herself. With a sigh, she turned back to her own closet, unhappy he hadn't wanted her even in this flimsy dress thing. Her brow furrowed, she disappeared into the closet and slid to the floor, her back against the wall.<br/>Pulling her knees up to her chin, she wondered for the time if she made the right choice. She sat there, thinking about what she should wear. She heard Helk saying something about his family and that he forgot to mention sisters.<br/>"You forgot a lot of stuff." She muttered a tad angry. She yanked clothes off the rack and slid the flimsy thing off.<br/>Wadding it up, she threw it in the trash bin sitting in the corner. 'Goddamn! I can't do anything right! I'm just some fucked up girl who is now a deamon and part reaper. Yet she can't even tell her own soon to be husband she's part reaper.'<br/>She carefully dressed and took calming breaths. She thought of  her soon to be husband who won her heart in hours....forget days.<br/><br/>She sighed and touched her head. The scars were still there.<br/>"Helk, babe. I need to tell you something." She stood in front of him, one foot behind the other nervously fidgeting with her fingers.<br/><br/>Sent from my XT1060 using Tapatalk