She wasn’t sure how long she flew, or where she would go. Having left without thinking, all she had to keep her warm was her robe, and the air was chilly so high up and so late in the year. Jinx was warm and used to flying but even he was fidgety.
Around midnight Marlot touched ground outside the cabin once more, where she could see a cheery fire burning inside. She opened the door cautiously and saw the golem asleep in the window seat, his forehead against the cool glass. There was also a bowl of stew on the table. It was cold now but he had obviously put it there in hopes of her return. She smiled at Jack then quietly went into his room and pulled the blanket off his bed.
She watched him sleep for a moment then gently tucked the blanket around her beloved golem. He twitched then turned to face her. Marlot dropped to her knees next to him. “I’m so…”
He didn’t even let her finish her apology before dropping to the ground next to her hugging her so tightly she almost couldn’t breathe.
“I’m sorry Marlot, I really didn’t believe anything they said, honest. I love you Marlot you know that right? Why would I ever leave?”
“I’m sorry too,” she said into his boney shoulder, she really should feed him more.
“Your freezing.”
“I was flying. It’s really cold.”
Jack took the blanket that had fallen off of him when he woke and wrapped it around them both. They sat on the floor, their backs to the window seat, in silence for a long time while Jack ran his fingers through her tangled curls and Marlot breathed in the smell of him.
It was so nice to just sit there and Marlot was starting to drift off to sleep when Jack’s fingers moved from her hair to her face. He traced her soft cheeks and slightly turned up nose, the lines around her eyes, and finally her lips. She shivered under his gentle touch and lightly kissed his finger when it paused on her mouth.
“Marlot?” he asked quietly.
“um hum.” She said under his finger.
“What is kissing exactly? It seems so important in the fairy tales, waking princesses and all of that. But…” He blushed and pulled his hand away.
She bit her lip for a moment, “Well its...” she hesitated and for the first time realized that the strange feelings she had when she saw the way Lilly looked at Jack wasn’t being protective, she was jealous of the pretty young woman. “It’s like this Jack.” She gently placed the tip of her fingers under his chin until he turned to face her. His cheeks were still red and she could feel her own face heating up. She leaned into him until their lips touched. It was as though every happy feeling she had ever felt flooded into her at that moment. His mouth was so soft, his hands now buried in her hair were warm, and she knew every point where they touched, their knees and legs on the floor where they sat, her arms on his chest. It only lasted a moment but it felt like a lifetime. They pulled apart, both blushing like silly children and sat back against the window seat.
“Oh.” Jack said, sounding a little breathless. “That was nice.”
“Well now you know.” Marlot muttered to her lap, too shy to look at him.
“Yes, I supposed your right.” His hand found her’s and their fingers folded around each other. “And here I thought only the person with the birthday got a present.
Marlot giggled and squeezed his hand.
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