“I’m sorry. I am the absolute worst with knowing ages. It’s a human flaw.”
His features smooth out. “Oh, right. With me being an orc and all… Makes sense.” His smile is back, hopeful and nervous.
I lean forward on my elbows and tip my chin up. Closing my eyes, I prepare for a kiss from this lad who is only five years younger than me, but who seems far younger than that. I must be old for my age. I do hope my next donor is older. I don’t think I can learn much from another person who is new to this. But who knows? Maybe Trustan is a natural. Can one be a natural?
His kiss is chaste and sweet, just a peck. Honestly, I’m relieved. He draws away, his green ears gone a dark emerald with embarrassment.
“Thanks!” he says as he runs off.
The next person in line is Tully.
I bark a laugh. “Tully, what are you doing?”
She shrugs. “Eh, I have always wanted to see what it would feel like to kiss you. I will keep it simple. Don’t fret.”
“This is too weird.”
“I won’t if you don’t want me to,” she says. “Just thought it would be fun, and it’s for a good cause.”
“Only you, Tully. Onlyyouwould do this.” I laugh and pucker up dramatically, closing my eyes.
She launches into me, but her kiss is like Trustan’s—quick and easy. When she pulls back and I open my eyes, she is nodding at Argos, who stands nearby, chuckling.
“I knew she would taste like cinnamon!” Tully shouts. “You should give her a go, Argos.”
Argos laughs, grabs Tully, and tosses her over his shoulder. She is waving her wand at his arse as he carries her away. Their laughter is infectious and everyone standing around joins in. My line grows, and I force myself not to look for Cyrus. He wouldn’t try to kiss me, would he? No. What if he did? What would I do?
Chapter 26
Kaya
The next donator is Delixian. I swallow as he leans down and sets a hand on the table. He is such a handsome pixie with his large, muscular arms, transparent wings, and dark blue skin.
“Hello,” I say, suddenly shy.
“How are you feeling?” he asks, eyeing my thumb.
“Very good. Thanks for all your help.”
“Anytime.”
Is he interested in me? I never considered him. He’s always so businesslike during healings, and I haven’t spoken to him often outside of those scenarios.
Widow Warton is leaving her booth, and I can’t tell who is taking over; there are too many people blocking my view. Was that a wing I just saw?
“Kaya?”
I face Delixian. “Aye?”
“Are you all right with me kissing you?” he asks politely.
“I’m sitting in a kissing booth, so yes.” I smile and my body warms.
He grins. “But I might want toreallykiss you.”
What does he mean? With tongue? Or is it like he is interested in me and his kiss will mean something? I’m lost.
“I…” I know I’m five shades of red. “Yes. I would like that.”
