Page 89 of How Not to Date an Angel

Unease slithered through him, and for a moment he imagined this was it. Last night had gone too far, and Rami was kicking Julian out for crossing a line.

“Oh? That can’t be good,” Julian mused, and pushed himself to sit up a bit.

He rubbed sleep from his eye to stall, and Rami blinked at him before seeming to shake themself.

“You’re well versed in the nature of… sexual matters,” Rami began.

Julian just about choked on his next breath. “Okay,” he said slowly. Where was this going?

“And I’m… well, I know in theory, but not in practice.”

“Sure…” Julian hedged, daring to hope.

“And I’ve been thinking about what you said. About how I’ve shown you the simple pleasures of humanity, and how you could possibly show me theotherpleasures.”

Julian blinked. “Okay.”

“And, well, after last night…” Rami cleared their throat. “Would you maybe be interested in showing me a few… other things?”

Julian resisted the urge to smile, biting the inside of his cheek as he tried to stay cool.

“I think I’d be amenable to that.”

Rami’s eyes widened. “Really?”

Julian shrugged. “Yes. Why are you so surprised?”

“I don’t know,” they answered.

Julian grinned, unable to curb the desire to tease the angel just a little. “Was it that good, then?” he purred.

Rami rolled their eyes and climbed from the bed. “You’re insufferable.”

“It’s only because you’re paying me such a huge compliment,” Julian retorted. “I mean, one little handy and you’re ready to learn—”

“If you’re going to be crass, I’ll rescind my offer,” they said, crossing their arms and staring at him from the edge of the bed.

Julian snapped his mouth shut, lifting his hands in a show of innocence. “I’ll be good.”

Rami narrowed their eyes and stepped away. “That’s what I thought.”

Julian rolled over onto his stomach and leaned toward Rami, a hand outstretched. “You mean you didn’t want to start now?”

“It’s so early!” Rami cried, spinning around.

Pausing.

“It is called ‘morning sex’.” Julian teased.

“So. That is a…donething, then? Morning sex?”

“Of course, Feathers. It has a name for a reason.”

Rami pursed their lips, and Julian wanted to cheer, knowing he’d already convinced the angel.

Heitchedto feel Rami’s skin against his. To teach them moreabout… anything. Everything.

Julian sat up, pushed the covers aside, and scooted to the edge of the bed. He spread his legs, an invitation in nothing but boxer shorts, and Rami’s gaze slid lower to take in all Julian’s bare skin.

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