Just as Verchiel thought, Oren sat in a chair, his nose stuck in a book. Etsuko was behind him, working furiously on her needlework. Verchiel tilted his head this way and that, admiring the subtle pattern.
"What are you making?"
Oren looked up sharply, as if he'd been unaware of Verchiel's presence, but Etsuko calmly replied, "I had thought to make a kimono for Oren-sama, if he does not object."
The blonde vampire cleared his throat uncomfortably, and looked quickly back to his book.
"I think that's a great idea," Verchiel said. "I bet he'll look great in it."
Etsuko nodded, but Verchiel noticed the blush that stole over her cheeks. The woman had it bad.
Oren shifted uncomfortably, and though he stared at the pages, Verchiel didn't think he was reading anymore.
"You should make h
