Xervan rose from his seat, exuding power and almost bumping chests with the man. Before my would-be date got a good look at Xervan, he lifted a hand, as if he would push him back down into his seat. But the man froze when he saw Xervan’s face—it had gone flinty. And that dragon aura of his must have registered for the guy, because he stumbled back even before Xervan’s eyes flared with violet light.
The man tripped over his feet and crashed onto the hard pavement. I dropped my face into my hand.
“You will not seek to acquire a female that is sitting in my presence.”
The muscular guy scrambled to his feet but not to fight. He threw his open hands up apologetically.
“Sorry, bro. I thought you were gay.”
“I am clearly not gay.”
“You can’t blame me for thinking that with those slippers, m
