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"Nice dress," I say, eyeing the purple ensemble hanging loosely off his shoulders with the back zipper only halfway up. Ruffles hang around his legs and the fabric pulls around his hips. He turns around and the front buttons are undone in the front, causing a major nip slip.
"I think my aunt Sally wore that for my brother's graduation."
"You have a brother?"
Is that really all he catches from my statement?
"Yeah. He's got huge commitment issues and gets bored with every job he has but he's always been there for me. Do you have any siblings?"
"Yeah." A breath rushes out of him. "One. The apple of my father's eye."
"Ah, one of those. Lucky for me, my parents are disappointed in us both," I say jokingly but meaning every word I say.
"You're still shivering," he says, changing the subject, his eyes roaming my trembling body.
"Yeah. It's still cold in here."
"If I had more time, I would've made you some soup." Smiling, he carries two plates of sandwiches to the table.
"You really can't find anything else to wear?"
He stares down and shrugs. "I was in a hurry and it was the first thing I saw. You didn't want me in the kitchen naked."
"Couldn't find my grandma's apron?"
He sputters a laugh. "No. I misplaced it somewhere."
"Can't be too hard to find. The thing’s an eyesore." He was a major improvement to it but I won't admit that out loud.
"It's not too bad. Better than having grease splatter on my dick."
I spit out my food, reaching for one of the cups of water he has set out. "I won't argue with you there. So you can shoot fire from your body but can't touch it?"
"I can, but I’d still rather protect myself, and I don't know what all I can withstand while under the curse."
"Ah. Have you ever walked through flames before?"
"Yes." He takes a bite of his sandwich, humming around it.
"Have you ever set anyone on fire?"
He pauses, lifting his head. "Yes."
"Bad people?"
"If you count my brother then yes. We used to set each other on fire and toss one another into the lava pits all the time as kids."
I laugh. "And here I used to complain about my brother giving me a wet willy."
"A what?"
"You know, when you lick your finger and stick it in someone's ear."
Wrinkling his nose, he reaches for his water. "Humans are weird."
Tossing my head back I erupt into laughter. "That we are. Then again, taking dips in lava and cooking your siblings aren’t exactly what I'd call normal either."
He snorts, reaching for his sandwich again. "I guess you got a point."
