cupcakesandbloodx replied to your post: /Cute/. I’m sure he was just trying to spare your feelings.

Or maybe he wanted to keep me his dirty little secret.~

 cupcakesandbloodx replied to your post: /Cute/. I’m sure he was just trying to spare your feelings.

I doubt that. Now, is there something you want other than a bruised lip? 

xangelofdarkness:

Jesse nodded when she said the eggs were delicious. And when he finally actually got to taste the eggs, he had to agree with her. Everything tasted better when someone else was cooking them. At least, for him. He nodded, understanding that she needed time to come to terms with everything and figure out what it was she wanted to do.

If she wanted to leave, he couldn’t stop her. Not really. But he would keep eyes on her. He did, afterall, need to take the small piece of him he had planted inside of her. “Am I…?” He cleared his throat and nodded. “Yeah… I mean, not to sound… demonic or anything but, even if you did tell someone what I’ve told you, it won’t end well for you. Or for me, I’m sure.” He gave her a weak smile before looking down. “But I trust you Eden.” 

Please don’t make me regret it.

Eden swallowed the last of her eggs, raising a brow at his answer. “Good. I trust you too.” Taking a sip of her drink, she set it down and sighed. “I am stuffed.” Leaning back, she stretched her arms above her head. “Today has been…long. And I think we both deserve a break. And by break I mean,” she leaned over and whispered, “abusing the minibar.” Laughing, she waved the waiter over for the check. 

“And don’t forget, you said you were paying.” She stood up and smiled, “I’m gonna head to the ladies room. Don’t try to leave and make me foot the bill.” Jokingly, she narrowed her eyes before she walked to the restroom.

xangelofdarkness:

Jesse took a deep breath. He knew that he could trust her. Something had told him that. “How are you real?” He asked before he knew it had even left his lips. But as soon as he realized it, his ears turned a bright red and he looked down. “How are the eggs?” He quickly asked, picking up his fork and pulling his plate closer again, scooping up a mouthful of egg.

He chewed slowly and kept his gaze on something else before he looked back at her. Swallowing, he cleared his throat. “Are we going back to the motel after this?”

Eden didn’t know how to reply to what he said, so she was grateful that he covered it quickly. “The eggs are delicious.” She liked hers sunny side up and mixed with grits. She grabbed her spoon and scooped some up. “If you don’t mind? I need some recoup time between…all of this.” She kept eating her eggs, watching him with interest. 

Swallowing, she set her spoon down. “Jesse. Are you okay? I mean, with me knowing all of this and with our…arrangement?” Maybe it was the day for confessions between them. She just felt like she needed to be sure that he still wanted her around. Otherwise, it would just be awkward between them.

xangelofdarkness:

Jesse nodded. “Alright,” he said. “Deal. I’ll tell you everything you need to know.” He twirled his fork in his hand as he looked down at his food, pushing around the bacon. His jaw clenched and relaxed. He pushed his plate away and put his fork down to rub his temple.

“Okay, so there’s something I have to tell you, then.” He lowered his hand. “I don’t think that… it affects you directly. Mainly it’s just my problem, but I need you to be aware so that you aren’t thrown into this without any knowledge.” He licked his lips, which tasted of cinnamon and maple. “If anyone ever asks for or about me, my name is Jesse Singer, okay?” He chewed on the inside of his lip. “There are.. things after me. And this is why I don’t..” He scrubbed his hand over his face again, letting out a breath. “They think I’m dead. Jesse Turner is dead and I can’t get on their radar unless it’s time to.”

Eden was about to start eating again when she saw Jesse push his plate away. She swallowed nervously as she listened. “Okay.” It wasn’t Eden’s place to ask and to be honest, she wasn’t sure she could handle much beyond the whole Antichrist thing at the moment. “Whatever you need, Jesse.” She took a deep breath and let it out. “Look, I don’t want you to freak out because you told me this. I get that I can’t run this news in tomorrow’s paper.”

She looked at Jesse, head tilted. “You can trust me. And as far as whoever goes looking for you.” She paused and looked confused for a moment, “Jesse who?” Smiling, she cut up some more of her pancakes. She took a bite and swallowed, a grin on her face.