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“I thought you might want company,” said Bonbon, sitting on Damien’s white sofa next to Gorgonzolina and Pet with a giant bowl of popcorn. A movie with talking dogs played on the TV.
Not again. The last time they’d had movie night, they left grease stains and fur all over the fabric. Took him three days to clean it.
Damien exhaled slowly with contempt. “I just spent…an entire week…in the jungle…with you imbeciles. And Idistinctlyrecall dropping you all off at the shop earlier and telling you to make yourselves scarce.” He needed to rest. “Leave.”
“Okay, we’ll stay and keep you and Maxton company.” Pet looked at Maxton. “I can help you shower if you like. I’m very handy with a loofa. Also, handies.” She winked.
Damien winced. “I do not advise letting her anywhere near your genitals, Maxton. She has very sharp teeth.”
Maxton gave Damien a look.
“I did not mean she has bitten my penis during a sex act. I am not into fairies or their kink. I merely meant she is not to be trusted.”
“You are a mean man, Damien Greystone. Oh look! Your favorite scotch.” She flew straight for the bottle and began gyrating on the neck.
“There, you see,” said Damien to Maxton. “She has sworn a thousand times to stop molesting my liquor.”
“This is all very interesting,” Maxton said drably, “but I think I will take up your offer of the downstairs wine cave.”
“But I thought, maybe, we could go out?” MF interjected, appearing in the doorway wearing tight jeans, suede Victorian boots, and a shiny pleather corset. Lots of cleavage. Her long auburn hair was curled, flowing over her shoulders. “We can hit the mall—it’s open for another hour, and there are five different suit stores there.”
“Did you say suits?” Maxton arched a dark brow, his eyes flickering down at MF’s goods.
Damien didn’t care if he was or wasn’t into MF, but there was one problem. “I cannot—”
“And after that,” MF said to Maxton, “we can try the roller coaster at the amusement park. It’s best at night. Much scarier.”
“I’m not afraid of a…what did you call it?” Maxton asked.
“But I—” Damien attempted to interject but was cut off again.
“A roller coaster,” MF said. “And you don’t even know what that is, so how can you say you’re not scared?”
“Anything called by that name will never frighten me.”
“I’m sorry to nip this in the bud,” Damien barked, “but I’m tired, hungry, and I have some sort of rash on my cock. Feels like a friction burn. Must’ve been the heat. So there will be no going out, since I’m the only one who can guard Maxton.”
“I do not need a nursemaid, tailor,” Maxton snarled. “I am a vampire, and I will decide where I go and when.” Maxton marched out the front door.
MF looked at Damien and shrugged. “I guess we’re going out.”
“MF, don’t let his fine suit and good looks fool you. He can be extremely dangerous if he loses control. Take Bonbon and Gorgonzolina in the demon stroller with you. They can slow him down if he starts looking agitated.” He turned for his room to shower. “Call me if anything comes up. Or better yet, don’t.” Maxton wasn’t his problem anymore. The deal with Cimil was complete, and now he had to do the unthinkable: decide between Sky and Willa. His heart and guilt versus his loyalty and guilt.
“What do you think?” MF asked as she and Maxton strolled through the mall, where children on sugar highs ran with ice cream ahead of parents escaping the summer heat before bedtime. She was eager to get Maxton’s reaction to this new way of shopping.Just wait until he finds out about the internet. He’ll flatline. Again.
“I am unsure,” Maxton said, frowning.
Maxton still seemed troubled after his visit with Cimil. Lots of grunting and growling under his breath. Not so dissimilar from Damien when he was struggling with something.
“You’ll like this next store,” she said. “It’s the perfect place to take your mind off—”
A little girl in a unicorn shirt ran up, wanting to pet the Chihuahuas in her stroller. Thankfully the netting was completely closed.
“No touching,” MF said sternly. “They are demons who’ll suck the life force from you. Also, that shirt is evil. Now go away.”
The little girl ran to the shelter of her mother’s hand three stores down.
MF smiled. “Now, where was I? Ah, yes. The mall is a place people hang out for free AC—that’s air cooling. It’s a necessity in this part of the country.”
