Author's Note:

Thank you all for waiting for this chapter, your patience is golden (: Also I wanted to share my appreciation to all of you who are leaving reviews/comments, they really do help me out and keep me updated on your enjoyment of the story. I hope you all like this chapter too, it is 100% Valkubus! xox

Exquisite Desires: Chapter 10

Tamsin's POV

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I thought for a moment about what Bo had just said. I really liked the idea of sleeping under the same roof as her, which also could mean a good night's rest, but I didn't know if it was very appropriate of me. Not long ago I had shown her just how much I desired her, and living in the same house as Bo would only make my appetite worse.

We were still in the darkness of the Dal Riata, and Bo was excitedly staring at me, waiting for my response. The side of her face was illuminated by one of the nearest flickering candles, and I could feel myself watching her with yearning eyes. She seemed very enthusiastic about the idea of me living with her, and that made me happy, filling my heart with beloved passion.

"I don't know, Bo," I said, remembering the possible downfall of the situation. Being too close to Bo while she works everything out with Lauren would only cause me pain as I dreaded the thought of them being together again.

"Tamsin, I insist," Bo answered, clearly refusing my stubbornness. She reached for my hand and slightly pulled me close to her as she turned towards the exit door. "Let's go."

"Right now?" I said, honestly surprised. I wasn't exactly ready to settle myself into a different environment so quickly. Bo could see the shock on my face and grinned; very attractively.

"Of course," She answered, smiling at me. "Why not?"

"Bo, I can't-"

"You can't, or won't?" Bo asked, flattening her smile into a more serious one. "Come on."

She edged us to the door and opened it, exiting while guiding me along with her. I grabbed the wall before I completely exited the bar, stopping myself while her hand harshly yanked on mine as she halted.

"Bo-" I began to explain.

The succubus suddenly turned and walked up to me, an annoyed look clear on her face as she frowned up at me.

"You are coming home with me, Tamsin," She said very seriously, eyes dashing back and forth between mine. "I won't be able to sleep knowing you don't have anywhere to stay."

I found the dark and determined look on her face very endearing, my mouth curling into a smirk as I studied it. Her expression softened when she saw the smile growing on my lips.

... and I could've sworn I saw her bite her lip.

Bo swung around and pulled me with her as we trudged towards her car. I happily bounced behind her as she held my arm, frustratingly dragging me along. I watched her body work as her hips swayed with captivating movements. Even when she wasn't trying, Bo could be a real catch.

When we approached the vehicle Bo abruptly turned and tossed me the keys, myself only catching them because of my agile reflexes. I was not expecting to drive, but I guess I would be.

Bo made her way to the other side of the car and climbed inside. I opened the driver's door and slipped into the vintage Camaro, admiring the interior as I made myself comfortable. The car wasn't in great shape, but the classiness of it was thrilling.

I turned the key in the ignition and listened as the car roughly rumble to life. The giddiness that the meaty sound gave me caused adrenaline to pump through my veins, igniting my natural wildness. My right hand eagerly shifted the car into drive and had me recklessly peeling out of the parking lot. A wide smile grew on my face, and I shot a quick glance at Bo, who's jaw was dropped and had a fascinated look on her face.

The ride from the empty bar to Bo's house was relaxed, yet fun, and I greatly enjoyed it. Me and Bo talked a lot about anything any everything; she told me that she was at the Dal in the first place because she was looking for information on a certain fae in one of her cases. That led on a conversation about the work we both do, digging around in different crimes, until we arrived at the clubhouse.

"Well, thanks for driving," Bo said as I pulled the car up the building, putting it in park and shutting off the engine.

"Sure," I responded, turning to her and smiling earnestly.

When I turned to look at Bo, she had a foreign look on her face, until she tore her eyes away and shook her head lightly. The succubus hastily opened the door and left me alone inside of the car, perplexed at the unusual activity.

After I mimicked her action, we met at the door as Bo unlocked the handle. She pushed it open, and I made my way inside as I followed the woman into the dark house.

"Okay so I'm going to go grab some blankets and a pillow, then-"

"Fuck!" I painfully yelped. While walking in the blackness of the room, I had smashed into the corner of the center counter in the kitchen. The sharp pain ricocheted through my side, causing me to bend over in tremendous agony. I could hear Bo shuffling around and suddenly the overhead lights flicked on, causing my unadjusted eyes to squint in disapproval.

"Tamsin, what happened!" Bo exclaimed, rushing over to me and placing a caring hand on my back. Her soft touch itself almost made every ounce of pain vanish, just like that.

"I don't know," I confusedly admitted. My hand covered the side where my pain was, and I almost doubled-back if it wasn't for the counter being there. I held onto it as I adjusted myself to where I was almost standing up. "I'll be fine."

"Let me see," Bo murmured as she stepped closer to me, hands about to move mine out of the way of the injury. I quickly stepped back away from her, my other hand waving in front of me.

"It's okay," I said, trying to convince her. "I'm okay."

"At least let me check," Bo uttered to me, arms still reaching out. The look on her face broke my perseverance, and I released a sigh of defeat. She anxiously stepped towards me and brought her hands to the bottom of my tank top, slowly rolling it past the top of my jeans and higher. I watched her face as she suspiciously took her time while doing so.

As the succubus exposed my bare stomach, she stopped rolling up my clothing and released an astonished gasp.

"Am I that fat?" I said jokingly, trying to ease the odd tension.

"Tamsin, you are not okay," She said seriously while looking up at me with sincere eyes. "You have an awful bruise."

"I'll live," I responded honestly, bringing my hands to my tank top and beginning to roll it back down. Bo peculiarly stopped me suddenly, holding my hands with her own.

"Let me help you," Bo said thoughtfully. I knew instantaneously what she was referring to. "Let me heal you."

"No," I said boldly, with some coldness in my voice. "I don't need you to."

Bo took a step back and crossed her arms over her chest. I watched her do it and caught myself staring at her uncovered cleavage.

"Why not?" The succubus asked, frowning at my face when I brought my eyes back up to hers. "Is it because you think you're better than me?"

"Of course not," I said, eyes widening in surprise as I heard her accusation.

"Then why?" She questioned again, pinkness growing in her cheeks as she became upset.

"It's not that deep, Bo" I answered the agitated woman. "I just know that I'll heal, by myself."

Bo relaxed and released a deep sigh, looking at my abdomen where the wound was. She gradually neared me again, snaking her hand up under my tank top and placing it over my ribcage. Before I had time to object the succubus sent a drastic wave of enthrallment through my aching skin. Automatically the pain in my body subsided, calmness filling my nerves and I relaxed because of Bo's soft hand. The woman smiled up at me with a pleased look on her face.

"Better?" She asked, pulling her hand out of my clothing and dropping it to her side. "I don't know how long that'll last, but it's the least I can do."

"Thank you," I said to her, bringing a smile to my face for a quick second. The last thing I wanted her to do was waste her powers on me, but she had managed to do so anyway.

This succubus continues to amaze me.

Later that night after we had both went to sleep, I woke up on Bo's couch with a jolt of energy. I shot up into a sitting-position as I awoke from a horrifying dream. Sweat was soaking through my tank top and trickling down my forehead. I fell back down onto the pillow and rested the back of my hand on my head.

The dream was about Bo.

Bo dying.

After a few minutes of pondering, the devastating dream made me realize that no matter what: the injuries, the casualties, the consequences, that I would always be there to protect Bo. She meant more to me than anyone in my many past lifetimes, and I planned on keeping her there.

Which meant I had to check on her.

I sat up from the couch and stood up on the floor. The ache in my side once again burned with astounding pain, and I held it with a hand as I made my way to the stairway. Each step reminded me of my broken rib but I refused to be sidetracked.

The hallway at the top of the stairs branched off into each of the bedrooms, and I directed myself towards Bo's. Before I could reach the room I saw the woman herself exiting from it.

"Tamsin?" Bo asked after noticing me, wrapping her arms around herself as a cold draft brushed through the room. "You can't sleep either, huh?"

"I, uh," I clumsily rambled, mentally smacking myself in the head. "Bathroom."

"This way," The succubus smiled, cocking her head towards her doorway. I proceeded behind her into it and followed her motions as she directed me towards the restroom. I entered it and closed the flimsy door behind me.

The room brought back memories of me walking in on Bo in the bath, seeing her exposed as she stood up to pursue me. I smirked at how ridiculously drunk I was, and even though that was true, I never could forget the sight of Bo's amazingly-shaped figure.

Everything about her was perfect.

I wasted a few useless minutes in the bathroom, acting as though I actually needed to use it. After what seemed like eternity, I opened the door and stepped out into her bedroom. Bo wasn't anywhere in sight, and I turned to exit her room before I was unexpectedly stopped by a warm, decisive hand on my arm.

A flirtatious demand interrupted my thoughts.

"Not so fast," The warm, irresistible seductress cooed.

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Author's Note (#2):

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