"Yes, and no, I can't tell you about it here in the open. But I will soon be in our bed." Xeon whispered to her, "...but for now, be in the garage in fifteen minutes, OK," he told her, then he headed down the hallway that led to his office.
Mathena leaned her elbow against the reception counter and let out a sigh. Encounters with non-human creatures were kind of hit or miss. It was like they were twenty different people, and she never knew which one she’d get. Today she got a professional Xeon. Not the prince Xeon or the flirty demon, but the leader of his team. Mathena swiped a doughnut from the box on the counter. Being professional sucked. She much preferred making-out-in-the-library Xeon.
"What’s it like to kiss the prince?" the female receptionist asked her.
"He tastes like the mag
