“Do you?” I ask, grinning up at him, sort of surprised to see Jackson wanting to go to a social occasion.“Oh, I’m happy to stay in here,” he says, giving me a broad grin. “Alone with you. We can turn the water back on, or get in the tub…”I grin up at him, shaking my head. “Don’t tempt me, McClinto
Tony smirks at me and sketches out a deep bow. “Your highness,” he murmurs. “Your utter shock is both offensive and gratifying at once. I thank you for it.”I laugh and stumble towards him, throwing my arms around his neck and giving him a big hug. “That is amazing!” I gasp. “How did you do that!?”
I beam again at my friend, sitting back against the couch with a gratified sigh. “Good, I’m glad you won,” I say, nestling back into the pillows. “And I hope Wright is stinking mad about it.”“Oh, I didn’t win,” Tony says, taking a big bite of his cookie. “You did. I got disqualified for friendly fi
“Wait, seriously?” Ben asks, leaning forward and giving Tony a friendly shove on the shoulder. “I thought assassin track was a myth!”“You’re supposed to think it’s a myth!” Tony says, laughing and turning towards Ben. “That’s how it stays a secret.”“Wait, so, what do you do all day?” I ask, leanin
I do as he says, holding the whiskey bottle as he walks away, letting my eyes lightly drift over his rather stunning form as I do. Luca he is…well. When he walks like that, it’s very difficult to take your eyes away.Ben turns towards me and gives Tony a nudge, nodding my way. Tony nods eagerly and
A few hours later, Daphne’s face cracks into a wide yawn and Jesse, sitting next to her on the couch, reaches out and pats her knee.“Come on, lady detective,” he says, getting to his feet and offering a hand. “Let’s get you to bed.”“The party’s not done though,” she protests, yawning again as she
Jesse lets go of his leash on the shadows a bit, letting them pool, and then dropping his hands and tipping two perfect little shadow kittens out on the cushion between them.“Oh my…oh my god,” Daphne whispers, delighted, leaning down and peering at the little half-substantial kittens before her, th
I groan, snorting awake when Jackson lays me down in my own bed.“What’s happening,” I murmur, looking around, completely confused.“You fell asleep,” he replies, smirking at me as he climbs in next to me and reaches out to un-hook the curtain, letting it shush shut. “I figured you’d rather continue