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kitchen a few years back to any chef’s dream set up. All of the appliances were state-of-the-art and oversized. And her counter tops and floors were whatever was in at the time.

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    A giant gas stove sat against one wall with every amenity one could image. To one side of the kitchen was a cute little breakfast nook, while the real kitchen table had an even larger space parallel to the middle island. In the middle of it all sat a large island with tall bar chairs, where Aunt Syll and I tended to spend most of our time.
    Kiran took a seat at one of the tall chairs as I dug out a coke from the refrigerator for Avalon. I walked through the doorway and tossed it to him, hoping to shake it up violently, before returning to the kitchen and returning to Kiran’s arms.
    “You were late tonight,” he pouted. “I thought you might have found something else to do.” His crisp English accent stirred my soul and I fought butterflies from overtaking my stomach.
    “I’m sorry,” I said sincerely. “I just got.... hung up.” I snuggled deeper into his arms and contemplated inviting him upstairs where we would be more comfortable.

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    “You got hung up, huh? With.... Avalon?” Kiran pulled me closer to him still, resting his chin softly on the top of my head. He was jealous.
    “Believe me, all I could think about was you the entire time I was gone,” I lifted my head up to kiss the bottom of his chin, hoping to deflect his questions. “And Avalon is actually staying with us for a while,” I cringed inwardly, hoping Kiran’s jealousies weren't too deeply founded. If only he knew that he had absolutely nothing to fear in that department. “His parents are back in Brazil and so he is staying with us so that he can finish school,” I did my best to believe the lie I was telling him.
    I hated lying to him, I could barely say the words, but I was trying to understand that everything was not about me. Some things I had to do for the sake of my brother and my grandfather and now the Resistance, especially since Lilly joined. If that meant a few white lies to Kiran, to protect the ones I loved and make things make sense to him, then so be it….for the time being.

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    “Oh,” Kiran said dejectedly.
    I didn’t let him think about Avalon or anything else, anymore. I pulled his face down to meet mine and our mouths finally found each other again. His magic overwhelmed me, making me dizzy and faint. Our powers swirled together in an almost palpable energy field around us and I lost myself in him. Butterflies mixed with frenetic energy threatened to overcome me but I stayed focused on Kiran’s perfect lips, relishing in this stolen moment.
    Another cough interrupted us this time, and I was more than embarrassed to find its’ source Aunt Syl. Holy cow. Well, Kiran had to meet her some time....
    “Hi, Aunt Syl,” I cringed, turning my reddened face towards her standing in the doorway to the garage, Chinese food in her arms. My face was flooded with heat and I could barely look her in the eyes.
    “Hello Eden,” she mumbled, her face turning an equal shade of red.

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    “This is um, Kiran,” I cleared my throat and tried a smile.
    “Hi Kiran, I’m Sylvia, Eden’s aunt. Well I guess not aunt, since you know that I'm human, but um, Eden’s guardian,” Aunt Syll was surprisingly nervous to meet him, and severely embarrassed to have walked in on such an intimate moment.
    Although Aunt Syll was human, she understood the laws and by-laws that I lived by, perhaps better than me. Kiran’s position as crowned prince did not have less gravity with her just because she was human, if anything it meant more.
    “Pleasure to meet you,” Kiran was instantly on his feet and ready to shake her hand. He was the perfect picture of English chivalry. Aunt Syll took his hand weakly, stunned for an instant by the oddity of the moment.
    “Thank you,” she responded, half in a daze.
    “This is my b-, this is my friend