Chapter 4.3 (Ryder)Mature

I was working quietly, placing books on the shelves, and Mollie was pricing things over the other side of the room. I looked over at her but she was busy and didn't notice. I smiled to myself and got back to work.

The almost silence went on for a while. Once I'd finished, I went over to Mollie. She looked up at me and I took the opportunity to kiss her gently. I felt the pressure of her lips pressing against mine. I touched her cheek, trailing my fingertips across her skin.

"Need something?" she asked.

"No," I smiled.

"Well, then I need to work."

I grinned and headed to the back. I sat down on the floor to relax and after a moment, the door opened and Mollie came in. I looked at her and she moved over.

"What parties do you go to, then, to get that drunk?" she asked.

"You'd be surprised how many clubs there are aimed at people like me," I said to her.

"Why?"

"Rogue reapers need somewhere to regret their decisions," I shrugged.

"Are you rogue?"

My eyebrows drew together in slight confusion. "No."

"So why do you go?"

"With Alistair."

"Oh... I want to go," she said decidedly.

"Really?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Six months left, Ryder," she reminded me. Not that I needed reminding; that was the reason we'd met after all.

"If you really want to then. I'll let Alistair know."

She nodded and I couldn't help my eye roll. She sat down in my lap and I wrapped my arms around her waist.

"Twelve days have passed..." she said. I knew what she was getting at. "Is... Is my time really in six months?"

"Five months, eighteen days and approximately seventeen hours," I replied.

She stared at me, horrified, and I felt bad.

"Sorry," I said contritely, "it's a habit."

She pulled back and looked down at the floor.

"What happens to me?"

"Do you really want to know?" I asked hesitantly.

"Yes," she answered, sounding pained.

"Well, your body will simply pass away and I can capture your soul before taking it home with me," I said, watching her carefully.

"Then what do you do with it...?" she asked, putting her hands over her chest.

"I'll give it to my boss and he'll take it where it needs to go."

"What if I asked you to keep it?"

"I could lose my job if I kept it." I felt sad at the idea of not being able to be with her after her time was over.

"I don't care. I don't want my soul in some stranger's hands," she said sharply.

I thought for a moment, going over the options. "I suppose I could talk to him about it."

She tilted her head to the side slightly. I got lost in my thoughts, unsure of what to do.

Her lips against my neck made me jump, bringing me back to reality. She kept kissing my neck, over and over again. The door opened, though she didn't notice.

"Well, this is unexpected," said Alistair's voice.

Mollie practically jumped out of my lap.

"Don't worry, it's only me," he said, before turning to me and raising an eyebrow. "You've been keeping secrets, Ryder."

I shrugged. "You didn't ask."

Mollie's face was a bright pink.

"Mollie would like to go partying," I said to Alistair.

"Would she now?" he asked, turning to her.

She was obviously trying to stop being embarrassed because of what Alistair had walked in on.

"Why exactly?" he asked her.

"Live while I can," she shrugged. "Ryder was drunk as hell this morning when I got to work. He said that you and him went out last night."

"Yes, but he wouldn't tell me why. I somehow imagine you're involved."

"Involved in what?" she laughed. "You make it sound like we were together before he went out."

Alistair seemed to consider this as he looked at her in silence. I couldn't help my small smile.

"I have pricing to do," Mollie said, getting up and leaving.

My smile widened slightly and Alistair raised an eyebrow.

"I'll catch you two later then," he said before going out. "Bye, Mollie," I heard him say as he was leaving.

I got up and went back into the shop. Mollie looked more relaxed now that Alistair had left. I smiled.

"You okay?" I asked.

She nodded. "No one is meant to know that I know, right?"

I shrugged. "It doesn't really matter. Alistair's rogue so it's not like he can tell anyone."

She rolled her eyes. "Things alway reach the people you don't want it to."

"I don't think anyone at home would really care anyway to be honest," I said, thinking about it.

She frowned.

"As long as you don't tell anyone, at least," I said.

She hummed and went back to pricing. I watched her for a short while. She glanced up at me.

"You need something?"

"No," I said with a small smile.

She rolled her eyes and I grinned.

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