“That’s how I do it.Good evening and hope to return to your truck in three months.”
He chuckled and backed away, closing her door.She sighed and sat back.“I believe I was promised food.If you have changed your mind, I need to get out to scare the locals.”
Solor turned and looked over his shoulder.“We have not changed our minds.We just put you there so that Demuel would not be compelled to heal you before we went for breakfast.Dem-rah needed to see what his citizen had done to someone trying to help, and the others are supposed to help and hold them so that that does not occur.”
“Oh.That’s the thing.Okay.Sure.You should see what the giants do.”She made a face.
Solor exhaled and started the car.They drove to the diner where a lot of XIA vehicles were parked out front.
Demuel came to her door and opened it.She sighed and unbuckled, taking his hand to hop down.
“I will heal you while we wait for our meal.”He kept hold of her hand as they walked into the diner.
The chatter and ribbing went silent as they stood and waited to be seated.The server looked at her with wide eyes.“Are you all right?”
“Yup.Not bleeding anymore.Apologies for the appearance.”
“Um, no problem.The agents occasionally come in covered in goo.”
Three menus were grabbed, and they walked past some shocked and appalled agents to a booth where she was urged to go in first, and Demuel was next to her.She yawned and looked around.She lifted her menu, ordered decaf coffee, juice, her eggs, and some extra fruit salad.
The guys ordered, and Demuel turned her head with two fingers touching her chin and kissed her.Healing warmth went through her, and she felt the slices heal and firm up.The diner was still silent.
When he lifted his head, he stroked her cheek.“There.All better.”
“Thank you.”She smiled brightly.
She looked around and blinked at the focus of the other agents.Some were even standing.She saw Neekil’s mate, and the woman smiled and waved.She hadn’t seen a dark elf war companion before.
The woman got up, climbed over Neekil, and walked over.“What the hell happened to you?”
“Angry patient.They get scrappy, and I am not allowed to shoot them.”She smiled and extended her hand.“I am Nylora.”
“The dark fae.I’m Hannah.”
“Yes.”
“Do you know Jennel?”
“Oh yeah.She’s the one who outed me to these two.It was a one-night stand that went all kinds of strange.”
Solor snorted.“Perhaps this venue was not the right one for this conversation.”
“Oh, no, you picked it.Now you deal with it.”
Demuel chuckled.“It is a strange thing.We don’t know you, but you are carrying his baby.”
Hannah blinked.“Right, on that note, I am out of here.”
She returned to her table, and when Neekil wouldn’t move, she crawled over him to settle against the wall.She whispered to him, and his eyes glowed scarlet for a moment before Solor got a buzz on his phone.
Solor looked and snorted.“You are invited to Neekil and Hannah’s housewarming.We can’t come if we don’t bring you.”
Demuel gave Neekil a thumbs-up.The dark elf grinned, and Hannah laughed and punched her mate in the shoulder.
Demuel looked at her.“Do you hit?”
“Nope.They train self-defense out of us.We just try to heal and then try not to die.”She glanced at him.“Do you mind if I take off the corset?The slicing makes the tension all weird.”
