Super Nova

People with super powers live among us. One of them works in a comic book shop...

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14. Chapter Fourteen

I was surprised how good it felt to wake up in Seth’s arms. It was like I belonged there. Colt had disappeared but I could hear him in the bathroom. Rolling onto my side I glanced at the alarm clock. It was half past seven.

“You don’t have to go yet, do you?” asked Seth, moving his hand to my stomach.

Smiling as Seth nuzzled my neck I said, “I suppose I could stay for another half an hour.”

He kissed my neck. “Good.” Seth pulled me closer saying, “We should spend the day together.”

“I’ve got work.”

“Take the day off.”

Turning around I gazed at him. “I can’t. I’ve got bills to pay.”

“Please, Nova.”

“What about Zane? How would he survive without his personal taxi service for a day?” I asked.

“I’m sure he could last without me for one day,” replied Seth as he kissed me on the lips.

“Why do you still work for him?”

Disappointed, he said, “You’re not the only one that has bills to pay, Nova. Let’s not go through this again. You know I only do it for the money, for Colt.”

Feeling sad I pressed my lips to Seth’s jaw. “I shouldn’t have brought it up. I’m sorry.”

We had fought a lot about Seth always being with Zane before we had broken up.  I had gotten fed up of Seth never being around and things between us had gotten bad.

Seth surprised me by rolling us over so that he was on top of me. Kissing me deeply his hands roamed my body. “I’ll forgive you if you have lunch with me.”

“Deal.”

There was a knock on the door and Colt called, “Nova, do you want breakfast?”

“I’ll be there in a minute,” I replied. Shoving Seth off me I hopped out of bed. “Come on, I’m hungry.”

“I’m hungry too but not for food.”

Snorting I threw a pillow at Seth and hurried into the kitchen.

 

 

“You’re much nicer than Seth’s last girlfriend.”

Glancing down at Colt who was curled up beside me on the sofa I asked, “Were they together for long?”

“Only for about a month,” he replied, eyes fixed on the TV. “Clarissa didn’t like me hugging her.”

I stroked Colt’s hair absently. “When did they break up?”

“It was ages ago.” He gazed up at me and said, “He likes you a lot more then he liked her.”

Kissing Colt’s head, I felt relieved. It had been as if he had known what I was thinking. “Does she have powers too?”

“Uh huh, she can camouflage herself to look like anything.”

The bathroom door opened and Seth stepped out. He was dressed in smart jeans and a nice shirt. Seth looked very handsome.

“Ready to go?” he asked, picking his jacket up from where it was hanging on the back of a chair.

Getting to my feet I retrieved my handbag. “Will you be alright by yourself?”

Colt nodded. “I’ll go to bed soon,” he promised.

“You’d better,” said Seth, holding out his arm for me to take.

Sliding my arm through Seth’s I gave Colt a smile. “I’ll see you again soon.”

In the blink of an eye Seth and I were outside a restaurant. The aroma of garlic and wine hung in the air.

“Oh my God, are we in France?” I gaped in shock.

Laughing, Seth opened the front door. “Come on, otherwise they’ll give our table away.”

It turned out that we were in Paris. My French was poor but fortunately Seth’s was better, if only slightly. We managed to order our meals without a hitch and afterwards we walked along a bridge. The night air was cool but wine was warming my body.

“Hey, what are those?”

The moonlight was reflecting off the railings. There were hundreds of locks hanging from them. Kneeling down I peered at the nearest one. There was a heart on it and some initials.

Seth’s hand was hot in mine as he said, “The locks have been put there by people in love.”

Straightening up I said, “It looks amazing.”

“I hope you don’t mind but I bought a lock for us earlier.” He withdrew a gold lock from his pocket and gently placed it in my hand.

My eyes moved from Seth to the lock and back. My throat had gone dry. “You love me?”

“Yes I do.” His voice was surprisingly tender. Seth offered me a pen. “Do you want to write on it?”

Accepting the pen I blinked back tears of joy. Seth loved me. Someone actually loved me. I drew our initials and attached the lock to the rail. Hugging Seth, I pressed my face to his chest.

“Are you crying?”

I shook my head. “No,” I lied, wiping my cheeks.

“What’s wrong?” asked Seth, lifting my chin up with a finger.

“Everything’s perfect.” As he brushed some loose strands of hair from my face I said, “I love you so much, Seth.”

We kissed passionately and Seth lowered his mouth to my ear. “I booked a hotel room but we don’t have to use it.”

“I want to.” My stomach quivered with anticipation.

Seth’s hazel eyes met mine. “Are you sure?”

“Yes."

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