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?”
The Mesmer relaxed into the sofa as Summer melted into his arms, the slightly softer kisses warming his heart. It was a very nice change, one that he didn’t want to end any time soon, and he found a sincere smile on his lips as she pulled away. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Precious,” he agreed, returning the swift kiss and letting his hands absently rub her back. “Love you.” The words were quiet, nearly mumbled.
Ordinarily she would have teased him for those words, made much of him saying them. But not today, not just now. Instead she just gave him a smile as quiet as his words and bent to kiss him again gently. In between kisses, she whispered, “I know,” and “I love you too.” As far as she was concerned, they could spend the whole afternoon just like this. Well, maybe she could take her shoes off.
Vex was glad that she hadn’t teased him this time, because in all honesty the teasing tended to make him not want to say it anymore. Still, between her light kisses and happy words, he was left feeling utterly content as his lips meshed with hers. A sense of peace washed over the Dark Fae that he usually couldn’t find, and he relaxed even more, a purr rumbling in his throat as he turned his head to nuzzle into her neck.
The nuzzling made her squeak, “Your nose is cold!” Summer giggled softly, combing fingers through his hair. “Are you turning into a cat? Do you have a secret ability?” Squirming away a little, she kissed his nose, eyes crinkled with her laughter. “You would make a very handsome cat.”