Love Conquers All

Chapter Ten

George's POV

He looks so peacful when he sleeps. As soon as Philip was up fpr a few minutes, but he had fallen asleep within minutes. He looks so peacful.

He hugs onto the nearest thing and curls around it like its his life boat in a storm, the nearest thing happened to be my waist. His arms are curled around tightly and legs tangled with mine. His usal ticked off expression melts off and his lips curl into a soft smile, like the smile a child gives when they're happy. His freckles  give a faint glow, I can't figure out why they do that. If Thomas was Philip's biological father then it would make sense, buts he's not. A curl drops into his face and I brush it back and out of the way.

I can't help but smile as he gives a satisfied sigh and his grip tightens. There's no denying that he's good looking. The hours of training he does each day show in his figure.  Lean and muscular. Peacful and handsome. Most people dont think of that combination until they see it, it's beautiful.

"George..." A voice hisses from the mouth of the cave. My head snaps to it and I frown, my fingers inch to the kinfe just a few inches away." George it's me you idiot. "

John.

"I can't get up." I whisper carefully,I glance down at Philip and run my hand through his curls. Well, I could.  But I don't want to.

"Why not?" He growls and takes a slow step into the cave. My fingers wrap around the knife and I glare. He notices this and his frown deepens.

"Philip's sleeping. I don't want to wake him." I shake my head and let my hand move to cover Philip's cheek.

"You're cuddling with the hostage?" He cocks an eyebrow and crosses his arma over his chest.

"I'm keeping the hostage alive dumbass. If you havent noticed it's a little cold out.  He needs warmth." I glare." He's Fae."

"And you're not. Why do you think you're working for me?" He rolls his eyes.  I bite my tounge and frown.

I look at Philip and my eyebrows screw together  in concern. I wouldn't go as far as saying I love him, but there's something there. Yes he can be annoying at times,and yes, he is an ignorant prick sometimes.  But I like being around him, I feel better about myself. He makes me laugh and smile, like I'm not a mistake, a monster.

I know I should treat him better, and I fuel the fights as much as he does. I know I'm not the nicest person I can be, I know I'm as big of a prick as he is. Maybe I should change too.

"I know, sir." I sigh and my eyes fall to his feet.

"Exactly. "He regards me with a sneer in his lip." How much longer until you reach the destination George?"

"Little under a week." I shrug. His eyes cut to me and he frowns.  "But if we push harder, if we ride through the nights, we could make it in four days."

"Good." He hums and eyes turn to the sun just rising. He glares at it like it's personally taken away everything he has and everything he wants. Who he wants. "I'll be checking in on you when I can, and I'm taking a horse." And he dissapears around the corner .

I growl and grind my teeth. Asshole. I glance back at Philip.The anger bubbling in my stomach  dissapears and I feel a smile pull at the edge of my lips. It falters for a second, I'm handing him right over to his death. They're not just going to give him up when they make the deal, they're going to kill him either way.

There's a reason why people, things, like me are damned when we die.

I sigh and nudge Philip gently. He frowns and groans. His grip tightens and head buries into the space above my hip. I smile and chuckle.  Maybe I will try this 'being nicer' thing. I nudge him again and his pale candy apple green eye opens.

"Come on Philip, get your lazy ass up. We havea long day ahead of us." I run my thumb over his cheek and he leans into it slightly.  The other golden eye cracks open after a few minutes. He yawns and his grip slowly undoes itself from my waist.

"Alright,"He gives another large yawn." I'm up."