Page 3 of Enchanting Him

“These,” Serenia says with a grin taking out several pieces of what I’d call rubber. “They’re beach shoes, but they’ll work.”

“How?” I ask with another glance at the flat piece of rubber.

“You put this between your toes, like this,” Serenia says slipping them on, her brows furling a bit as they made her toes stick out the side weirdly. “Wait…that’s better,” she laughs after moving them to the opposite foot. “They’re a little big but they should fit all of us,” she states taking out another pair of the things, and Celestia and I both slip them on. One fits like Serenia’s but the other makes it look like her first attempt at them did, and even when we switch feet, they still do to one foot.

“You take this one,” Celestia says taking off the one that doesn’t fit her foot right, and points towards the one I’m wearing that doesn’t, “and give me that one.”

“Geez, this human clothes and shoes stuff is dumb,” I grouse once we all have them one and our feet don’t look weird any longer. The bottoms I’m wearing ride up a bit between the crack in my backside and I wiggle, trying to get it to go away, making the fabric of the top scratch against my skin. I’d love to just strip them all off and wear nothing once more. Or just the bikini top which we all have several of back home, given to us by our mothers from when we were supposed to go pull the latest target into the water.

“Would you rather be an ice-cold killer instead?” Serenia asks and I shake my head no before we head down the rough path.

We keep walking as the sky brightens and finally run into buildings that Serenia tells us are stores. There’s one that smells amazing, and we slip inside, making my mouth water as my stomach rumbles. That’s definitely something that’s never happened before and I glance at Serenia when she grins.

“Wow, I forgot what being hungry really meant,” Serenia says as a woman tells us to take a seat anywhere. “This is a restaurant, they make food for humans,” she tells us in a whisperas we slip onto the bench at a rounded table. “Humans have to consume food to stay alive.”

“So it’s souls for humans,” Celestia says, and I can’t quite stop the grin that hits at the shock that appears on Serenia’s face.

“Sort of, but I wouldn’t quite say it that way,” Serenia states, going quiet as the woman approaches, handing us each an item with writing on it. “Menus, they tell what they serve. Different things cost different amounts. We should have enough to cover whatever we want here.”

It takes us a bit to figure out what to order, and when I take my first sip of the dark cup of coffee, I can’t quite stop the disgust that slips onto my face at its taste. Celestia on the other hand sighs in bliss tasting it, and Serenia’s nose wrinkles a bit before she reaches for a little pink packet from a container. She empties it into the cup, then adds a second, and tries it again, smiling this time, and I try doing the same, but it still tastes awful to me.

The waitress comes over with our plates and adds a little bowl next to the container with the pink packets telling us, “Sorry, I forgot to ask if any of you wanted creamer with your coffee. There’s regular, hazelnut, and French vanilla. If you need more of one of them, just let me know.”

“You might like this one,” Serenia tells me, handing over a little cup from the bowl that says it’s French vanilla.

“What do you do with it?” I ask her and she grins, peeling back the edge before tipping it into my cup of coffee and stirring it again.

“Try it now,” Serenia suggests and this time I can manage to swallow it without a grimace.

“It’s bearable,” I muse, before trying the food on the plate. The eggs are okay, the bacon better, but the pancakes with the runny syrup…those are heaven, and I seriously am never goingto be able to give these up, which means finding a man so I can stay here forever.

“Too sweet,” Celestia says after trying a bite when I tell them they’re incredible.

“I like them, but I think you’d probably like something called French toast even more,” Serenia tells me when we finish. We dig out a bill with a fifty on it when the piece of paper the waitress gives us shows $35.32 on the bottom of it.

“Let me get your change,” the woman says when Serenia hands it to her, and we’re a bit surprised when she comes back with coins and bills, handing them back before taking some of the empty plates. “Would any of you like a cup of coffee to go?”

“Ooohh, yes please,” Celestia says, and I quickly shake my head no while Serenia tells her no thanks as well, her attention on another table as they get up.

“They’re leaving an offering of money on the table,” Serenia whispers to us once the waitress returns with Celestia’s coffee in a little cup, telling us to have a good day.

“Is this enough?” I ask putting the bills down onto it, not wanting to part with the coins. They’re shiny, which is something I definitely enjoy. Pearls are my favorite, especially the pink and white ones. I love finding them and it’ll be the one thing I’ll miss if I don’t go back, but the rest I definitely won’t.

“I think so,” Serenia says, and we leave the bills behind as we head back outside, finding the sun higher than before and the warmth of it feels so good on my chilled skin.

“So, do we just wander around until we find some men we like?” Celestia asks a bit later as we’re walking along the path that’s next to one where giant things holding people zoom past us quickly. Serenia said they were cars, and they take people places on land like ships do on the water, but they seem to go much faster than ships.

“I’ve no idea. Do you think we’re far enough away from the ocean to keep the others from interfering or should we keep walking further inland?” I ask in return.

“There isn’t any way for them to get near us here. There aren’t any waterways in town,” Serenia says with a glance at the trees ahead of us. “As long as we don’t go to the beach, they shouldn’t be able to bother us.”

“Alright, so what do you do you think, stick together at least for now?” Celestia says and I nod with a glance towards Serenia who also nods. “Then which way do you think we should go?”

“I’m thinking we go through those trees,” Serenia answers and I lift a brow her way curiously at the certainty in her tone. “I don’t know, I just feel drawn to head that way for some strange reason.”

“Then let’s see why you feel that way,” I suggest, and as we come out from what I’d say is a park as the trees line paths through it and there are several wide open fields between them as well, a little giggle slips from me at the way Serenia stops short, staring at a man next to a huge car. It was strange looking compared to the others we’d seen. It had a long back to it that wasn’t covered. There were dozens of trees and plants there instead.

“Are you okay?” Celestia asks Serenia as we move up next to her.

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