Redhawk Caldera you don't get me high anymore

His ears strained forward, trying to make sure he heard every word, every syllable she had to say. Something like a shiver clawed its way up his spine and he wasn't sure what it was at first until he realized that he wasn't holding his breath anymore. It was relief he felt— tentative and uncertain, but definitely there. Because Kaizer almost desperately didn't want her to be pregnant, he was pretty susceptible to a notion of the possibility that she wasn't.

Bluesummer took a step forward, feeling a weight begin to lift from his chest as he fought to accept what she was saying as fact— despite what his senses told him; despite everything he knew. The likeliness of him believing this from the mouth of any other woman besides Raven was slim to none, but he would likely never have this experience to compare to another, so it'd be a long time before he could admit to the massive amount of leeway he was allowing her and only her. It simply made him feel better to accept it.

"I've been avoiding you," he said suddenly. "Because I thought you..." What excuses could he give her? What excuse even mattered? "I was jealous," Kaizer finished lamely, feeling his body grow uncomfortably warm with the admission of an emotion that had little to do with instinct.