The look on his face tells me he knows what he’s doing. “There is no pleasing you.” He stops and smirks. “At least,not with my voice. Now, when do you finish at this…place of employment?”
He might as well have called the mall shit on his shoe. Not that he wears shoes.
I clear my throat and glance across the wall at the massive clock. “Half an hour.”
“I will be outside with transportation.”
“I have a car.”
“You will not be allowed to gain access to our living quarters without me,” he says simply. “You will be outside in thirty minutes. If you are not, I will be back to obtain you.”
Obtain me. What the?—
Before I can voice my extreme protest, he’s already several hundred feet away from me, his claws clicking on the tile as he makes his way toward the doors.
My heart thuds against my ribs, and as much as I want to call out to him and tell him there’s no fucking way, something in my chest tells me I don’t want to say no.
That I want this.
That I want him.
“Good boy,”his voice echoes in my head.
Oh fuck. He’s learning sexy human praises?
Tonight is going to be the night I die.
I may close up the hot dog shop a little early, and I may wait outside, craning my neck side to side, looking for the transportation Rathyn is going to provide. Does he have a normal car, some kind of alien device? Oh my god, is he going to teleport me?
I hold my breath as a sleek black car pulls up to the curb and a door opens.
I see Rathyn step out from the back, his eyes landing on mine.
“You were eager,” he says, noting my early arrival.
“Just finished early. Don’t read too much into it.” My eyes move back to the car, and I let out a small whistle. “Nice ride.”
He peers back at it. “It’s what was provided to me. I find it…small.”
I guess it is when compared to him. He’s gigantic.
I lean down and see a human behind the wheel, his eyes on the road ahead of him. He doesn’t even look over and say hello.
“What did you do to the poor driver?”
Rathyn cocks his head and scoffs. “Nothing. He’s not paid to interact with you. Now get in, Everest. We have somewhere to be, and my patience will only last so long.”
I shiver slightly at the way he says my name and then slide into the back seat, Rathyn following closely. Our legs bump, and his tail unwinds from around his leg and curls around my calf.
Rolling my lips between my teeth as the car speeds away from the curb, I try not to focus on the feeling of his tail holding me, but it’s almost impossible.
The way he uses it to hold me feels meaningful. I can’t help but wonder if this is the way the Vyastil hold hands, though that’s ridiculous. Why would he want his walking cum bank to hold his hand?
“So, where do you live?” I ask, trying to distract myself from how badly I want him.
“You’ll see.”
I peer over at him and see him watching me intently.
