Part 1833 – Alone With LM On An Elevator

Look at them all clumped up against the wall. Idiots. Stupids. I ain’t gettin’ what’s so freakin’ awful about elevators. They’re fast and convenient and awesome.

Robin focused on LM.

What would ‘sellta do?

Robin leaned his head back against the wall.

Maybe he’d like it. Maybe it would be enough to get his wings flappin’.

He laughed at the mental image.

I wanna see that.

I wanna see so much. I wanna take him so many places just to see his reaction. I wanna know what he wants, what he likes, what he enjoys.

I wanna see him happy.

I wanna make him happy. Can I? What if he don’t want me as much as…

His thought trailed off as he remembered their phone conversation.


He wants me. My ‘sellta loves me. He wants me. He wants to come back to me.

Is he gonna want to be with me? Will he wanna sleep with me? If he does, will I be enough to make him happy, really happy?

The elevator stopped at their floor and the doors opened.

Ambrose uncurled himself and bolted out of the elevator.

LM gave Robin a puzzled look. “Where’s he going so fast?”

“Out, apparently.” He walked over to the half-fey and offered his hands.

LM hesitated.

“Don’t worry. I ain’t gonna bite your wrists or nothin’. You’re safe.”

LM put his hands in Robin’s hands.

Robin pulled him up.

LM tilted his head. “Love.”


“You love him so much.”

Robin released his hands.

“You love him so much I don’t have to enter your mind to see it. It’s there in every thought line.” He ran his hand through Robin’s hair. “I can feel the words here in your hair. I can almost seem them on every strand. ‘sellta. Isellta. ‘sellta. My Isellta. Love me. Just love me. Love just me. Want me. Hold me. Kiss me. ‘sellta. My Isellta. Forgive me.”

Robin quickly backed away from him. “Don’t you ever do that again. Not ever again. You hear me?”

“I didn’t do anything other than state the obvious. You should be more careful with your thoughts. There are fey out there who’ll take advantage of you.”

Robin snorted and ruffled his hair back into its normal disorder. “Yeah, thanks for the late good for nothin’ warnin’.”

“Is Isellta really worth it?”

“I’m outta here.” Robin hit the button to open the doors. “You comin’ or what?”

“I’m coming.”

As they left the elevator, Robin’s thoughts turned to Isellta.

His gentle touch. His kindness. His soft voice.

The way he says my name.

“Yeah. ‘sellta is more than worth it.”

6 thoughts on “Part 1833 – Alone With LM On An Elevator”

    1. Thank you so much! πŸ™‚

      Yep! I’ve written 1833 chapters of this story, which surprises even me. πŸ˜† When I started it all the way back in 2016, I had no idea how far I’d go with it. I thought I’d run out of story before I hit 100 chapters, but here I am still going strong and having a blast. These characters are just so much fun to write with all of their ups and downs, fears and neuroses.

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      1. That is truly incredible. You should get this published or something. I hope your stories get a wider audience- they deserve it.
        Great work! I plan to read them all right from the first chapter from next week. πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

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        1. Thank you so much! It makes me so happy and proud that you feel that way. πŸ˜€

          I love this story and all of my characters so much I really want to get it published. It’s my long goal plan. Short goal plan is just to get it all written down. πŸ˜€

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