Chapter 47 Words you've waited to hear

Jos's eyes felt heavy and the jarring no matter how light was causing her to be nauseous. She struggled, but finally managed to get her eyes open. Dark tattoos poked out from beneath the V-neck of the stretched material of a black tee. Her eyes had barely registered the base of a well-maintained beard before it was coming closer to her face and firm but gentle lips were crashing against her mouth. She pressed her palm against the massive chest. "Arei?" She asked, her throat burned, and her words were raspy and broken.

"Yes, kitten. How are you feeling? Do you think you could stand getting into the water right now?" Arei asked, worry was written all over the lines of his face and the firmness of his hold on her; but his smile was warm.