Rookery ~ Assassin's Creed Syndicate

Chapter Thirty Nine

Jacob and I had left the carriage after getting dressed, arrived to an empty train, and repeated our actions from the carriage.

Now, however, I woke when Jacob stirred. I looked up into his golden brown eyes with a smile. He placed a kiss to my forehead and propped himself up on his elbow in order to look at me properly. Of course, his eyes still wandered to the tattoo up my side, starting at my hip and ending just under my breast. He drew his fingers over it gently, sending shivers up my spine. I grabbed his hand and pushed it away. Jacob smirked.

"Don't like being touched on your sides?"

"Try anything, Frye, and I will grind you into a paste." He ignored me and flipped me onto my back. His legs straddled my waist and, instead of running his fingers along my tattoo, he kissed his way from my hips up to where my tattoo ended. "Alright, that wasn't too bad." He repeated that three times and, on the last time, he travelled the rest of the way up to my lips. I held the back of his head to keep him there. Then, with a low click, the door opened. Jacob dropped from me and I pulled the sheet over my chest. Evie stood in the doorway, holding her hands over her eyes and slowly turning away from us.

"Well, I did not want to see that..." Facing the door, she spoke. "Carina, Henry wants to speak to you about your work. Jacob, I now want to speak to you about whatever the hell you are doing." And she left the carriage again, warning Henry as she went. "Don't go in there, Henry!"

Jacob chuckled beside me and reached for my waist. I swatted him away as I stood, knowing full well that I was teasing him by changing right in front of him. I could almost feel him staring at me. I shoved my undergarments on, then scanned around for my assassin clothes.

"Jacob, help. Where is everything?" He got out of the bed, having struggled to pull on his undershorts while under a sheet, and pulled open a top cupboard. He made sure to lean against my back when he reached, placed a kiss on my cheek and then handed me the pile of my clothes.

"I'll ask you questions while you change. Why did you decide to get the tattoos?" I unconsciously placed one hand on my side and the other on my shoulder blade.

"I got the wolf on my back because I have always liked wolves. Plus, as a child, Andrew would tell me of how he was going to find a way to either build a tower to the moon, or how he would construct a railway up there which bent around all of the planets and stars. He was going to bring me a star one day. He said he would either bring me a star or the moon. And my mother's nickname for him was Wolfie, so that one represents him and his dreams." I then pulled my vest up slightly, then tucked it into my underwear. "The feather up my side is to symbolise my mother. She had always been there for me until she passed away, and she loved to keep these little birds as pets. I remember having three cages in one of the spare bedrooms with three birds in each one. I think they were all doves. She would let them go once they were old enough to live and fly on their own." I hugged my arms around myself. "Damn you, you made me reminisce. Now I need to get dressed."

I changed quickly before making my way out to where Evie was. As I walked, I flattened down my hair with my hand. I gave Evie a smile and hugged her.

"I missed you. I'm sorry we had to meet again in such an awkward situation." I mumbled. She rubbed my back, clearly still uncomfortable from what she had just seen. "What was it you wanted to speak to me about?"