VII - 2

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Hours later we are almost ready for the dinner we planned.

Mick and Andrew should be on the way and I am glad that they are almost here. The suspense is killing me. I want to know what Thomas's surprise is for us. I mean this time I have to blame it on myself that I am dying of curiosity. Cooking doesn't occupy my mind enough and my thoughts are all directed on getting back at him.

While I set the table I have to smile at one idea I just got. Carefully I look into the kitchen. Thomas is stirring the sauce so it doesn't burn. A look back shows me that Angel is still sitting in front of the TV playing with some plush toys.

We explained to her that two friends were coming over later when we started to cook. She was fast to just accept that two strangers would join us for dinner but I could feel her nervousness anyway.

"Is she still playing with the plushies?", Thomas asks when I walk back into the kitchen.

I nod and get the drinking glasses out of the cupboard. Should I wait with my revenge? Maybe the surprise is worth the wait.

"She always plays with them when she is nervous", he says and smiles. Maybe I wait.

"Don't worry. Mick and Andrew already like Angel and I think Angel will like them as well", I say.

"I am not worried. I know they will get along." I look at him. For someone who just met them yesterday, he is pretty confident in his prediction. Which reminds me of something.

"I have to ask. What was going on with Mick and you yesterday at lunch?", I lift a brow while looking at him.

He chuckles and then licks his lips. Shocked I breathe in. Maybe I will take my revenge now. Yeah now is better.

"Oh no. Don't do that. Not when we speak about Mick. I might get possessive", I say out loud. An angry tone in my voice.

"Is my boyfriend getting jealous?", he teases and pulls me against him. I almost drop the drinking glasses. God damn, he is way too cocky. This is going to be fun. I concentrate on the few places my skin touches his and release the tiniest amount of sexual energy. Just enough to have an effect but way too little for him to notice.

"You better not let the sauce scorch", I warn him and then push myself away using my body since my hands are occupied. Accidentally I fall back a bit and accidentally my ass wiggles against his groin.

'Don't play with a supernatural being. We always win.'

I turn around and see him glare at me which makes me smile.

'That is just the beginning, honey.'

A few minutes later Andrew and Mick ring the bell. I leave Thomas behind in the kitchen. The damn sauce doesn't want to thicken so he has to stir the shit a little longer.

Despise all her nervousness Angel walks after me. I guess she is curious about the visitors. She stands slightly hidden behind me. When I open the door, Andrew and Mick smile at me. I smile back but before I can say something Mick is hugging me. I feel Angel taking a step back. Mick probably scared her.

So when Mick lets go of me I crouch down to see if she is okay.

"You idiot", Andrew is scolding Mick. "You scared her."

Mick is looking down at Angel and bows down a little. Not to get himself on her level but to apologize. "I bet your pardon. May we enter your lovely home?"

Slowly I turn my head around to look at him. Does he have to be so extra? He gives me a wink. And why is he in such a good mood?

I look back at Angel and immediately burst out laughing. Her face is hilarious. She looks at me like she wants to say: 'Is your friend fucking crazy?' Of course, Angel would never swear but you get the point.

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