for skin-on-skin contact for one day.”
In the kitchen, Clyde is sitting in front of the fridge staring at it. No one was in the living area when I walked through, which is a bit odd.
“What do you want, Clyde? Didn’t Uncle Walt come out to feed you while Mommy was distracted?” I grab a ham steak for him, put it on a plate that I take from the cupboard, and then set it on the ground. First task complete, I get to work on my bacon.
“Technically, he wouldn't have to touch you with skin,” Sebastian says bringing me back to our bizarre conversation about Sebastian trying to talk me into letting Alex, I assume, explore my southern hemisphere with his tongue.
“I am good, really. I touched him intimately and that is about all you can expect out of me today.” I flip my pieces of bacon and wish that I could find a way to cook them quicker. I love me some bacon, but it takes the longest time to cook to the perfect crispness.
“Sorry, Sebastian,” Alex says joining us. He has thrown on a pair of jeans and has a towel draped around his shoulders. “I knew better than to push her for anything else. Her mind had a giant red stop sign flashing.”
“You have trained him so well,” Sebastian tells me in response. “I will let you get on with your morning, but wanted you to know security is in place and every spell I can come up with to keep demented succubi away has been cast. She won’t be getting me anytime soon.”
“I am glad to hear that. I patiently await your return,” I tell him as I place my bacon on a paper towel to absorb some of the grease. My mind is moving on from the conversation with the mounds of bacon in front of me.
“You have been reading the antonym part of the definition of words again. There is not a patient bone in your body.”
“Very true. I am fighting hard not to eat while I continue this conversation. Do you think we can say we love each other and talk in a couple of hours?” I ask.
“I love you, too. Enjoy,” he says and cuts the call. Smart man, realizing more words would tax my system at this moment.
I grab my plate and head towards the living room to get comfortable on a couch. I left enough bacon for Alex to grab his own and if he doesn’t want it, the fridge is full of other food he can make for himself.
“Nice of you to emerge from your bedroom,” Jake says from the couch I choose not to sit on. Walt is sitting with him.
“We weren’t in there that long. I am surprised you made yourself scarce,” I get out before my first slice of bacon meets my mouth. Nothing is said while I enjoy my treat.
“Now that Walt is here, I don’t have much choice in the matter. Your uncle doesn’t think I should hear you having intimate relations with your mates.”
I think I will have to buy Walt a new gun for his insistence. “Have I told you that you are my favorite uncle?”
“From what I gather from your father, I am your only uncle, so I don’t know how great a compliment that is.”
“If Nyx says your name and favorite in the same sentence, you better believe that is a high compliment,” Alex says finally joining us with his plate of bacon. “So, are you heading to the office today?”
“I was thinking I would go in and do some research on more varieties of demons. This is the second one we have run into in a relatively short amount of time and I want more information.”
“Who is the second one?” Jake asks lost in the conversation.
“Sebby has a succubus stalking him. Do either of you have any experience with one?”
“No, thank God. At least not that I am aware of,” Walt answers.
“I haven’t either, but I hear it can be a very interesting experience,” Jake adds his two cents.
“The controlled eagerness in your statement makes me want to immediately find a charm to keep you out from under one of their thralls. I think we are going to have to make a pit stop at SpellBinders. If a succubus were to get a hold of you, I have a feeling decades
In the kitchen, Clyde is sitting in front of the fridge staring at it. No one was in the living area when I walked through, which is a bit odd.
“What do you want, Clyde? Didn’t Uncle Walt come out to feed you while Mommy was distracted?” I grab a ham steak for him, put it on a plate that I take from the cupboard, and then set it on the ground. First task complete, I get to work on my bacon.
“Technically, he wouldn't have to touch you with skin,” Sebastian says bringing me back to our bizarre conversation about Sebastian trying to talk me into letting Alex, I assume, explore my southern hemisphere with his tongue.
“I am good, really. I touched him intimately and that is about all you can expect out of me today.” I flip my pieces of bacon and wish that I could find a way to cook them quicker. I love me some bacon, but it takes the longest time to cook to the perfect crispness.
“Sorry, Sebastian,” Alex says joining us. He has thrown on a pair of jeans and has a towel draped around his shoulders. “I knew better than to push her for anything else. Her mind had a giant red stop sign flashing.”
“You have trained him so well,” Sebastian tells me in response. “I will let you get on with your morning, but wanted you to know security is in place and every spell I can come up with to keep demented succubi away has been cast. She won’t be getting me anytime soon.”
“I am glad to hear that. I patiently await your return,” I tell him as I place my bacon on a paper towel to absorb some of the grease. My mind is moving on from the conversation with the mounds of bacon in front of me.
“You have been reading the antonym part of the definition of words again. There is not a patient bone in your body.”
“Very true. I am fighting hard not to eat while I continue this conversation. Do you think we can say we love each other and talk in a couple of hours?” I ask.
“I love you, too. Enjoy,” he says and cuts the call. Smart man, realizing more words would tax my system at this moment.
I grab my plate and head towards the living room to get comfortable on a couch. I left enough bacon for Alex to grab his own and if he doesn’t want it, the fridge is full of other food he can make for himself.
“Nice of you to emerge from your bedroom,” Jake says from the couch I choose not to sit on. Walt is sitting with him.
“We weren’t in there that long. I am surprised you made yourself scarce,” I get out before my first slice of bacon meets my mouth. Nothing is said while I enjoy my treat.
“Now that Walt is here, I don’t have much choice in the matter. Your uncle doesn’t think I should hear you having intimate relations with your mates.”
I think I will have to buy Walt a new gun for his insistence. “Have I told you that you are my favorite uncle?”
“From what I gather from your father, I am your only uncle, so I don’t know how great a compliment that is.”
“If Nyx says your name and favorite in the same sentence, you better believe that is a high compliment,” Alex says finally joining us with his plate of bacon. “So, are you heading to the office today?”
“I was thinking I would go in and do some research on more varieties of demons. This is the second one we have run into in a relatively short amount of time and I want more information.”
“Who is the second one?” Jake asks lost in the conversation.
“Sebby has a succubus stalking him. Do either of you have any experience with one?”
“No, thank God. At least not that I am aware of,” Walt answers.
“I haven’t either, but I hear it can be a very interesting experience,” Jake adds his two cents.
“The controlled eagerness in your statement makes me want to immediately find a charm to keep you out from under one of their thralls. I think we are going to have to make a pit stop at SpellBinders. If a succubus were to get a hold of you, I have a feeling decades
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