Delaney only grinned, plopping a blueberry in her mouth.
“And to answer your question, I travel by flight, of course.As most Dark Fae do.”
“Oh, do you fly with your big ol’ bat wings?”Delaney poked.
“Only short distances.Long travel requires an air chariot.”
“Well, I’m fairly certain we don’t have air chariots here, so mirrors will have to do,” I said.
“I have my chariot,” he said with a shrug.“Perhaps we could take that.”
Bane stiffened beside me.“I don’t think we will all fit in your little chariot,Desmond.”
Desmond smirked.“Perhaps you should make that decision after you’ve seen it,” he said, and with that, he arose from his seat and walked out of the room.
“We have to follow him, don’t we?”Delaney asked with a sigh.
Bane grunted.
“But I just got my breakfast...”
Wanda let out an exasperated sound, her chair screeching across the floor as she rose.
“Perhaps you should have thought of that before you decided to keep you and your littlesparkup until the wee hours of the morning,” she snipped, and my cheeks heated.
So her footsteps were the ones we heard.
Oh my stars!
Norman sighed as he headed for the buffet, his tentacles grasping onto muffins and scones.
I hurried to finish my food as Bane stood, and Norman offered him a muffin from one of his tentacles.
“No, thank you,” Bane drawled.
Norman frowned.“I thought you liked blueberry?”he said.“You always grab the last one at the cafeteria...”
“I do,” Bane said in exasperation.“But I don’t trust those slippery little suckers,” he nipped.
Norman frowned.“Oh.Well, they are clean, if that’s what you’re worried about.I showered this morning.”
Thoughts about whatthatmust have looked like made my cheeks heat again.Our showers here were larger than those at the academy, but then again, I didn’t know how accommodating they would be for a man with eight extra appendages.
“Yes, well, if it is all the same to you, I will pass,” Bane said, tugging my hip.
I followed him out, pulling away for only a moment.“Go, I’ll be behind you in a moment,” I said.
Norman casually sauntered forth, but I stopped him, just as Bane walked out the entrance.
I reached for Norman’s tentacle, muffin and all.His tentacle unfurled and I plucked it from his suckers with a pop.
“Aren’t you worried I’ll try to feed off of you like your boyfriend?”he asked with a tired tone.
“No,” I said.“I don’t think my lust is what you crave.”
His dark eyes glistened for a moment as his tentacle recoiled, while another trailed up my arm.The suckers tickled my skin but they did not suck or bite.They tickled, mostly.
“Lust is all I’ve ever known to sate me,” he said, and then he let me go.
