“It’s bricked up on the other side,” Arius replied. “One can’t be too safe in a city like this, after all.”
Lyle moved toward the lounge, but was stopped with an, “Uh, uh, uh,” and waved up to the bed.
He went, but hesitantly. “Are we alone down here?”
“We won’t be bothered, if that’s what you’re asking.” Arius patted the mattress. “Come here.”
“My clothes…”
“They’ll get here,” Arius said around a smile. “Surely you don’t want them yet.”
“How—”
“Stop asking questions, wolf. Everything comes in time. For now we’re having fun, remember?” Arius stood and lifted both arms, as though mirroring the image of a crucified Christ. Arius, however, looked pleased and comfortable as opposed to beaten and dying. “Undress me.”
Lyle’s eyes widened. “Excuse me?”
Arius rolled his eyes and his tone
