“Yes! Why else would I come back to Earth? Your own mother used a promise Mother made her years ago so I could return to Earth as an immortal and still be called between both realms. Would she have done that if she had not known that I loved you?”
“No.” Broni had known about the promise, yet she had always thought that her mother was holding onto it for her own protection against Odin. She should have known better; her mother would always place her children above her own needs.
“Is that all you can say?” He was becoming irritated with her lack of response.
“I’m sorry.” Broni didn’t know what else to say.
“That’s it? Not, ‘I’m in love with you, too?’” Her proud, vain warrior looked uncertain for a moment, and Broni enjoyed it, certain it would be the last. Then her love kicked in, not wanting to see him ever doubt her feelings for him.
“Do you still love me?” he asked, uncertainty wasn’t an emotion her warrior was familiar with.
Broni firmed her lips to keep from smiling. “Warrior, loving you is not easy. You’re conceited.”
As the warrior stiffened, bracing himself with his feet apart, Broni’s eyes swept over his large, muscular body encased in black jeans and a leather jacket. His long hair was well past his collar, giving him a pagan appearance. The motorcycle bootsplanted firmly on the floor showed he was used to being in command, yet the look in his eyes spoke to her, saying he wasn’t as sure of himself as he appeared.
“Only a little.”
Broni raised a brow at his comeback. “A lot. You believe women are fuck-toys.”
His lips tightened at her accusation, but he remained silent.
Broni’s anger began to rise. “Are you going to stay faithful to me?”
“I will.”
“Then I will, too.”
“What?” He looked shocked.
Broni could tell the thought of her cheating had never occurred to him. She was trying to remember why she was in love with the big jerk, witnessing his stunned reaction.
“I said that I would remain faithful also. After all, I’m constantly surrounded by good-looking men. Adam is very handsome, haven’t you noticed?”
“No.”
“Well, he is. Bones isn’t bad, either, and he’s smart. I’m attracted to smart.”
“He’s not so smart.”
“Yes, he is, and he’s gentle. I like gentle.”
“I can be gentle.”
Broni looked at him skeptically.
“I can try to be gentle,” he conceded with a clenched jaw.
“Balder is very handsome, too…”
“He’s going back to Odin’s castle.”
“Since when?” Broni asked in surprise. Adam had begun to depend on Balder for searches outside the gates. Not many were brave enough to attack with both Rhys and Balder riding guard.
“Since you told me you found him handsome.”
“But I was only joking,” Broni protested.
“I didn’t think it was funny.”