We spent the rest of the day just trying to wrap our heads around the idea of what was happening.
I had an idea.
Ever since the day we met Mekiah, the book was in the lock box, locked in the trunk of my car. Jack was on his laptop, and he was really busy from the look of it. He had about twelve tabs open, and his eyes were glued to the screen, darting back and forth, reading and making notes in his little notebook.
I opened the front door. "Where ya going, Babe?" he asked, looking up from the glowing screen. "Just grabbing something from the car," I said, then blew him a kiss which he pretended to catch, then smacked his heart and smiled.
I opened the trunk and took out the lock box, wrapped it in my hoodie, then slammed the trunk closed. When I came back in, Jack had his face in his laptop again, paying me no mind. I went to the stairs and ran up, going into our bedroom and locking the door.
I opened the lock box and took the book out. It seemed like ages since I even held the book, this ancient, tiny, supernatural, life changing book. I slid my fingers over the lock, and I heard the snick, a sound that was not unfamiliar to me.
There were no flickering lights, no fluttering pages, no glowing text. Just... a book. I flipped through it, looking for anything that would catch my eye. This book was the culmination of summoning an angel, after all. If anyone could find something of use in it, it would be me.
Two things stood out to me. One was that I actually found a way to send Dark back to wherever it was he came from, and the other was...
"Mark? Open the door, Markimoo..." Jack was knocking. Shit. I couldn't let him know I had the book. I tossed it under the bed, then went and opened the door. I tried to look casual. " Heyyyyy... Jack! What's up?"
"What were you doing?" he asked me, looking around.
"Me? Nothing?"
"Why was the door locked?"
"I was... ummm... looking up... porn...?"
"Your phone is downstairs, idiot. Really? What are you up to?" He started pushing past me to get into the bedroom.
"Jack..." I really didn't want him to find the book.
He was all the way in the bedroom now, looking around. He sighed and flopped himself on the bed, his arms above his head on the pillow. "What do you think is going to happen to us? I mean, the whole angel demon thing? Will this ever just go away so we can enjoy life together?"
"Yeah. Yeah, I think so," I said, sitting down next to him. His hand reached down around my waist. I brushed his hair out of his eyes and traced his scar. Goddamn that scar was so sexy. I watched his eyes half close when I did it.
"Did I ever tell you that dudes dig scars, too?" I asked, turning around and laying down next to him.
"Once or twice," he said, smiling at me. He reached over and ran his fingers through my messy red hair, then down the side of my face. Feeling him touch me so softly sent a chill down my spine. I leaned over and brushed my lips on his, letting them linger for a second.
I moved a little lower and trailed tiny kisses along his jawline, and he turned his head, allowing me to move to his neck easier. Jack let out a little moan when I hit that sweet spot on his neck. I could feel his body shiver, like he got a chill from it.
"Mark..." he let out a tiny whisper, and I loved hearing him say my name. He was so perfect, so sweet, so small. We fit so perfectly together.
I brought my head back and just looked at him. He opened his eyes and saw me looking at him. He smiled. "What is it?" he asked.
"Nothing. I was just thinking about how perfect you are for me," I said, taking his hand in mine and entwining our fingers. He smiled at me, his beautiful blue eyes crinkling around the edges the way they do. His other hand curled around the back of my neck, and he pulled me close.
I stopped short, my face inches from his. His eyes closed, and I fell in the rest of the way, parting my lips and kissing him sweetly. I wanted nothing hard, nothing rough. I just wanted to feel the softness of my Jack, to absorb the heat and intense emotion that was radiating off of him.
"I love you... so much," I whispered.
"And I love you. For always."