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for a few moments.
Julia kicked her shoes off and laid on the bed, right in the middle. She did snow angels then stretched her arms and legs.
Oh, God. That feels good.
She yawned and closed her eyes. Aza stood over her when she opened them again. “What? Did I fall asleep?” She must have because she never heard him flush or return from the bathroom. His hair was wet and he had a towel around his waist. “How long was I out?”
He cocked his head to the side and his forehead crinkled. “You didn’t go anywhere.”
She giggled. “I know that. I meant how long was I asleep?”
The demon shrugged. “A few minutes, I would guess. I only used the shower.”
Julia looked at the clock on the nightstand, eleven fifty-seven. She rubbed her face. “I’m going to take a bath.” Aza sat on the end of the bed. “If you’re bored, you can watch TV. Here.” She handed him the remote and showed him how to change channels.
Julia whistled as she drew the bath. She cursed when she realized what she was doing. She poured some of the tea rose scented bubble-bath she found on the vanity into the stream of water. Inch-by-inch she lowered herself into the hot bath. After washing her body with a washcloth, she sunk below the surface and lay flat on the bottom. Her arms and legs felt buoyant. She let her face come out of the water, her hair floating around her head. The bubbles started to dissipate.
Her stomach growled. What she really wanted was room service, but without a credit card on file at the desk downstairs she’d have to pay cash.
Hmm…would Aza be able to go get something?
“Aza,” she called through the door.
CHAPTER
EIGHTEEN
Aza’zel
Aza had gotten comfy on the bed. The towel was no longer wrapped around his waist. Although he knew in public humans wore clothing, he wished this was optional.
“Aza? Are you still there?”
He approached the bathroom door. “Yes. I’m not out.”
“Can you bring me the phone and the room service menu?”
“What do they look like?”
“The phone is on the table next to the bed. Just bring me the part you talk into, and the menu is on the desk…crap…the table by the window. Should be bound in a leather folder.”
Aza went to table, but many things littered the top. He gathered the folder and a few other papers, just to be sure, and the phone. The bathroom door was unlocked and he barged in without knocking.
Water splashed over the rim of the tub. “Hey!”
“You asked me to bring—” Julia’s naked breasts bobbed near the surface of the water and he gasped. “Oh, Deus. Shiiit.” Aza backed up until he hit the wall with the towel rack.
Ow.
His eyes stayed fixed on her body. A few clusters of bubbles gathered around the sides of the tub. Her hand covered her crotch and an arm came over her chest.
“Are you just going to stand there and stare?”
Yes. “Um, n-no.” He licked his lips.
“Put the stuff on the floor right here and get out.” She indicated a spot next to her with a wave of a hand. He moved laboriously since his penis had grown twice its normal size. “You look uncomfortable.”
“How can you tell?”
“How could I not ?” Julia’s eyes widened while she spoke. “You may want to take care of that.”
“How?”
A laugh burst forth from her mouth. “Are you kidding me right now?”
He wanted to say “yes,” so she’d stop laughing, but he couldn’t. His face flushed crimson; maybe his head could explode and this conversation would end. Aza put the items on the tile and backed away. He cupped himself and fled the bathroom.
Once he was on the other side of the closed door, he ran his hands down his face. “Oh, Deus…you’re killing me.”
“What’s that?” Julia yelled through the door.
I said that out loud?
“I didn’t say anything.”
“Did I mention, you’re so weird?”
Yeah, a few times. Aza laid down on the bed. This time he pulled the sheet over his hips,
Julia kicked her shoes off and laid on the bed, right in the middle. She did snow angels then stretched her arms and legs.
Oh, God. That feels good.
She yawned and closed her eyes. Aza stood over her when she opened them again. “What? Did I fall asleep?” She must have because she never heard him flush or return from the bathroom. His hair was wet and he had a towel around his waist. “How long was I out?”
He cocked his head to the side and his forehead crinkled. “You didn’t go anywhere.”
She giggled. “I know that. I meant how long was I asleep?”
The demon shrugged. “A few minutes, I would guess. I only used the shower.”
Julia looked at the clock on the nightstand, eleven fifty-seven. She rubbed her face. “I’m going to take a bath.” Aza sat on the end of the bed. “If you’re bored, you can watch TV. Here.” She handed him the remote and showed him how to change channels.
Julia whistled as she drew the bath. She cursed when she realized what she was doing. She poured some of the tea rose scented bubble-bath she found on the vanity into the stream of water. Inch-by-inch she lowered herself into the hot bath. After washing her body with a washcloth, she sunk below the surface and lay flat on the bottom. Her arms and legs felt buoyant. She let her face come out of the water, her hair floating around her head. The bubbles started to dissipate.
Her stomach growled. What she really wanted was room service, but without a credit card on file at the desk downstairs she’d have to pay cash.
Hmm…would Aza be able to go get something?
“Aza,” she called through the door.
CHAPTER
EIGHTEEN
Aza’zel
Aza had gotten comfy on the bed. The towel was no longer wrapped around his waist. Although he knew in public humans wore clothing, he wished this was optional.
“Aza? Are you still there?”
He approached the bathroom door. “Yes. I’m not out.”
“Can you bring me the phone and the room service menu?”
“What do they look like?”
“The phone is on the table next to the bed. Just bring me the part you talk into, and the menu is on the desk…crap…the table by the window. Should be bound in a leather folder.”
Aza went to table, but many things littered the top. He gathered the folder and a few other papers, just to be sure, and the phone. The bathroom door was unlocked and he barged in without knocking.
Water splashed over the rim of the tub. “Hey!”
“You asked me to bring—” Julia’s naked breasts bobbed near the surface of the water and he gasped. “Oh, Deus. Shiiit.” Aza backed up until he hit the wall with the towel rack.
Ow.
His eyes stayed fixed on her body. A few clusters of bubbles gathered around the sides of the tub. Her hand covered her crotch and an arm came over her chest.
“Are you just going to stand there and stare?”
Yes. “Um, n-no.” He licked his lips.
“Put the stuff on the floor right here and get out.” She indicated a spot next to her with a wave of a hand. He moved laboriously since his penis had grown twice its normal size. “You look uncomfortable.”
“How can you tell?”
“How could I not ?” Julia’s eyes widened while she spoke. “You may want to take care of that.”
“How?”
A laugh burst forth from her mouth. “Are you kidding me right now?”
He wanted to say “yes,” so she’d stop laughing, but he couldn’t. His face flushed crimson; maybe his head could explode and this conversation would end. Aza put the items on the tile and backed away. He cupped himself and fled the bathroom.
Once he was on the other side of the closed door, he ran his hands down his face. “Oh, Deus…you’re killing me.”
“What’s that?” Julia yelled through the door.
I said that out loud?
“I didn’t say anything.”
“Did I mention, you’re so weird?”
Yeah, a few times. Aza laid down on the bed. This time he pulled the sheet over his hips,
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