The bartender raised an eyebrow at the girl as she set a box on the counter of his bar. “You’re that Summer girl, right?” he asked absently, and then nodded as he stepped away to find his employer. Several minutes later, he returned, “Vex’ll be out momentarily.”
And several moments later, the Mesmer appeared, walking over to where Summer stood at the bar. He was dressed in his finest. “‘Ello, Precious,” he greeted, “Ya called?”
“‘That Summer girl’,” she muttered. When she looked up and caught sight of Vex, though, her mouth went dry. She had a pretty speech prepared to go with the gift, and it all flew out of her head. Wordlessly she picked up the box and held it out.
The Dark Fae blinked in surprise as she presented the gift, but took it without complaint. Popping the bakery box open enough to see what was inside, his eyes widened and a pleasant smile formed on his mouth. Red velvet cake. “Thank you, Precious,” he said sincerely, setting it on the bar for a moment so that he could lean over and press a kiss to her lips.
The edge of the bar pressed into her breasts, cutting short the kiss. “I’m, um, I’m glad you like it,” she managed, fumbling for words. She gestured at his clothes. “Are you going somewhere?”