I looked at him for a moment, I blinked a few times. My mind ran many places, always a million thoughts and trying to sort them out was grasping at straws. I chewed on my lower lip trying to put words to my chaos of a brain.

“When I was little I always thought being in love would be great. Then it happened and as soon as it was in my grasp, pulling at my heartstrings it all came crashing down. This, whatever this is, it scares me but also excites me to no end.” I sighed hoping that it made sense to him. For a moment he was quiet and still, then he tightened his hold on me.

“Love is a scary thing, I remember. It doesn't always make sense, and it can be a confusing mess that leaves you jumbled up. But I can promise you this, dear Camille, I'm not going anywhere unless you want me to. Literally, not even death can stop that.” He kissed my head again, and his hand tightened around my fingers.

I don’t know how he did it but he always made the awkward more bearable, the unknown less scary and taking a risk well worth it. I sighed, “you my love, you are something very special.” I played with his hand, drawing small circular patterns. He let out a soft laugh.

“As far as I know, I'm literally one of a kind here.” His hand twitched and flexed as I drew shapes on it.

I couldn’t help but laugh a little, “you sometimes make the simplest statements sound like you are being cocky.” I knew what he meant but they way he delivered his statement was so innocent. I looked around, we had made such a mess, we were going to have clean this up. I pushed myself reluctantly off his lap.

“We need to clean this mess up, it’s already starting to stink.” Erik groaned when I was standing up, but he soon joined me on his own feet. He stretched out his shoulders and looked at the pile of bodies, then nodded.

“Delicious, but foul smelling little blighters. Do we toss them out into the woods? Bury them? Burn the whole lot?” There was an odd note in his voice at the last suggestion.

“Tossing them into the woods would be best, the scavengers can pick them apart later. I need to bathe after this,” I scrunched my face picking up some body parts and tossing them into the tree line.

We picked things up in silence, it was almost relaxing. At some point, Erik began to amuse himself by hurling the body parts further and further, and I could see his muscles tense as he flung them far and wide.

I tossed my head back and laughed, only he would find it amusing to play with dead body parts. I shook my head and watched him. Each piece flew farther and farther, soon there was only two pieces left one in my hand the other in his.

“Wanna make a bet?” I arched my eyebrow with a smirk on my lips. He slowly tilted his head to the side, a curious expression on his face.

“What would be the terms?” He bounced the limb in his hand up and down a few times as he waited for me to explain. “If I can toss this farther than you can, you have to buy me drinks, if I lose I will buy you drinks.” I held out my hand to seal the deal. His grin stretched his lips wide as he clasped my hand - then pulled me in for a kiss. He drew back, smirking wider.

“Deal. You first, or me?”

“They do say ladies first,” I grinned.