Darcy poked at his phone a couple more times, then slid it onto the table.“Okay, that’s dinner ordered.I suppose I should put more than just a blanket on.”
“You don’t have to for my benefit.”He was rather enjoying being naked under blankets together.
“I was thinking more for the delivery guy’s benefit.”
“Of course!”Charma rolled his eyes at himself.He’d already managed to forget that someone was going to be ringing the doorbell soon.
“I’m totally willing to go back to just a blanket after the food gets here,” Darcy offered.
“I think that’s a great idea.Should I put my—or rather your—clothes back on, too?”
“Nah, we don’t both need to answer the door, so you’re good.You wanna find something to watch?”Darcy asked before heading down the hallway.
“Sure.”Charma waited until Darcy was out of view and then grabbed the remote and managed to get the TV turned on.It was still on the game so he examined the remote and pressed the ‘home’ button, grinning when it turned out to be the right one, bringing him to a screen with options.Like Netflix.Excellent.There was bound to be something there that they could watch.They could Netflix and Chill.He giggled at himself.He’d never done that before, even though he'd heard of the expression.
“What’s funny?”Darcy asked as he came back, dressed in shorts and a T-shirt.
Charma shrugged.“Just thinking about Netflix and Chilling.”
“Ooo, is that what we’re going to do.”Darcy wagged his eyebrows.
“We should probably eat first.But after that—I’m down.”
“Don’t you mean up?”Darcy asked.
Charma groaned.“That was baaaad.”
“Yeah, I’m going to have to warn you—not all the time, but sometimes I can be a very punny guy.”
“Already learning about your flaws.Wearemoving fast.”
Darcy laughed, joining him on the couch.“If that’s the worst thing about me…”
“Is it?”Charma didn’t think Darcy was a bad guy at all, but he knew everyone had their foibles, things that were annoying or whatever.He knew he did.
That earned him another laugh.“I’m pretty sure it’s not, but I guess you’ll just have to find out about the rest as we go.”
“As long as you’re not an axe murderer, I think we’ll be okay.”
“Nah, if I was planning to murder you, I probably would have pulled your tail off back when you were a chameleon.”
“Ouch!”
“Too soon?”Darcy asked.
Charma shrugged.“Just not really funny, especially given what was going to happen if you hadn’t rescued me.”
Sobering, Darcy nodded.“True.No jokes about hurting the chameleon side of you.I think that’s fair.”
“It would translate to you hurting the human side of me, too.What happens to my shifter, happens to me.”
“So if you lose your tail?No… ass?”
Charma nodded somberly.
“Well, that would suck!”
“It really would.It would probably kill me.”
