Midnight Crusade

Chapter 24

Vivian's fingers tapped against the teacup in her grasp, watching the front door. Viktor had brought her back to their penthouse after departing from Kit. After their kiss. Yes, anything for you, Kit had said, and the words filled her chest with hope. He would survive this. He would return to her. He had to.

The woman sat on one of the couches in the bedroom, her eyes glued to the entrance. Kit was going to walk through those doors eventually, she knew he would. And when he did, she would run up to him and grab him and kiss him. But first he had to get here. First, he had to survive going after Ezra.

"Vivian." The witches voice cut into her thoughts, the woman looking up to Viktor. They stood next to the couch, teapot in hand. "Would you like more?" They asked, gesturing towards the tea.

Looking down into her teacup, she saw that it was empty. "Oh, yes. Thank you." She replied, holding her teacup out to Viktor. "How much longer do you think?"

"I am unsure." Viktor answered, walking away once they finished pouring tea into Vivians cup. "It could be a while, they are fighting against Ezra."

Vivian nodded her head, bringing the teacup up to her lips, taking a sip of the fruity tea. Her hazel eyes returned to the entrance, continuing to watch. She wasn't sure how much time had passed, Vivian sipping on her tea, watching, waiting.

When the doors finally opened, Vivian sprung up from the couch, almost spilling her tea. She set the teacup down, looking back up just in time to see Kit walk through the doors. "Kit!" Vivian yelled, moving quickly towards the vampire.

His arms opened up and she crashed into him. They embraced, Vivian soaking in the feel of the vampire against her. "It is over, Vivian." Kit said, pushing Vivian back just enough to look down at her. "He is dead. Ezra is dead."

Vivians eyes went wide as she processed the words. "He... he's dead?" She asked, her hands fisting at Kit's sides.

"Yes." Kit breathed out, raising his hands to her face. "He is gone, Vivian. You are safe."

The woman's eyes fluttered closed at the feel of his hands on her. "You did it, Kit."

Kit rushed forward then, pressing his lips to her. Vivian lost herself in the kiss, absolutely loving the feeling of his hands on her, his lips moving against hers. It made her world spin, grabbing onto Kit as her stomach felt like it was doing flips. But then he separated from her, Vivian feeling a little breathless.

Behind them, Viktor cleared their throat. The two quickly moved apart, Vivian spinning to face the witch. "So I hear Ezra is dead." They spoke.

"Yes." Kit said, seeming to be a little breathless too. "It all went according to plan. Ezra is no more."

"Oh good." Viktor lifted a hand to their chest. "It's about time someone took him out."

"Should we celebrate?" Vivian asked, looking between the vampire and the witch.

A wide grin grew on Viktors face. "What a wonderful idea! I have some wine I have yet to open!" The witch exclaims, clapping their hands together and moving away from the door, leaving Vivian and Kit alone again.

"Vivian." The vampire's voice said next to her, pulling her attention towards him. "There is something I want to tell you."

The woman turned so she was facing him. "What is it?"

Reaching forward, the man cupped her face again, pulling her in for a kiss. She moved easily to him, closing her eyes as her lips pressed against his. Vivian could melt against Kit, kissing him being everything she imagined it would be. He was so gentle, so tender as he kissed her. He pulled away, keeping their faces close to one another. "I love you, Vivian."