That makes me cackle.
“Our friends are brutal,” he decides.
“I like them like that,” I say, kissing him again before I decide that I really do need to get cleaned up. First, I squeeze him to me for one last recharge. “Quick shower with me?”
“I guess they might as well have fun with the much superior Aspen while we stay up here,” he says.
“Look at you, making friends and being jealous. Sexy.”
“Is it sexy?”
“Scrumptious.”
“I think you’re easily confused.”
“For sure,” I say.
Ellison sets his head against my chest for one deep breath before pushing himself up. He pulls me out of bed with him and I guide him into the shower. Instead of taking turns showering, I take control of it and quickly shower while I force him to stand there and watch me, all for my ultimate plan.
“You invited me in here but I feel like it was just so I could watch you.”
“Exactly. You must watch your sacrifice.”
“Ah, right, of course,” he says with much sarcasm.
I grin at him as I hop out and dry off before scurrying off to my room. Once dressed, I return and smack down some clothes on the counter. “I grabbed you clothes.”
“I’m a bit concerned, but thank you.”
“The demons be with you,” I say as I turn invisible and body block the door, not planning on letting this man escape until he’s dressed. He dries off, slides on his glasses, and then picks up the clothes I’d left him while Ivery muchenjoy the look on his face. He scrutinizes them like he’s never seen such things since they’re my own clothes, which means that there are no pocket squares and definitely no cuff links.
Just a plain t-shirt and a pair of jeans.
Ellison lifts up the t-shirt like I’ve gone out and skinned a wolf I expect him to wear. Then he drops it and heads for the door, which he proceeds to be unable to open.
“Stop blocking me in here!” he says as he pats around for me, but of course he’s never going to find me.
“I will not allow you to leave until you’re dressed,” I warn him.
“These clothes look good on you, but on me… they’re not acceptable.”
“Why?”
“Because… I should look proper and presentable at all times.”
I drop the invisibility and look up at him. “But… seeing you in my clothes… it would make me so happy. It would make my blackened and shriveled-up heart beat again.”
He lets out a long sigh, and I know I’ve won. I almost ruin it all with the grin he catches me wearing. “Stop being so damn happy about it,” he grumbles as he shoves the clothes on and then throws his arms up. “I look ridiculous.”
“You look so sexy,” I say as I rush up to observe my subject. “The demons approve.”
Ellison sighs again. “As long as you’re happy. But what if I wear like… a fashionable suit jacket over it?”
I take his hand and drag his unwilling body downstairs to where the group, including Nolan, is waiting for us.
“Asmodeus Death the Demon Whisperer and Ellison the Less Fun One According to Landon have arrived,” I announce.
Landon shakes his head. “I said this one is cooler. He reads things beyond instruction manuals that say things like, ‘According to the seven hundred and sixteenth law of General Wordsworth, thou shalt not steppeth upon the stones of the driveway between ten PM and six AM.’”
