Page 108 of How Not to Date an Angel

“Better get those drinks,” Rami said.

Julian nodded, not making a move to do so, at least not until Rami took his hand and pulled him in that direction.

They collected their drinks and Julian followed behind Rami like a lost puppy, grateful for the cover as he tried to think of grandmas and hurt kittens to make his erection go away.

It sort of worked, until Rami stopped right before him to bend oververysuggestively, placing the drinks on the table as their new friends cheered.

They made room for Julian to do the same, and then he sank into his seat with red cheeks, narrowing his gaze at Rami.

Devious little angel.

Ramiwinkedand Julian was dying to know where all this confidence was coming from. Was it the bar? Was it the people? Was it the fact that they’d seen practically every part of each other at this point?

Whatever it was, Julian was loving it.

And that was the problem.

Julian threw an arm over the back of Rami’s chair and leaned close to speak into their ear. “If you keep this up, we’re going to have to leave.”

“What made you think that wasn’t my plan all along?” Rami returned with a wicked grin.

Julian smirked and removed his arm before leaning into the table. “Well, kids, I guess we’re going to get out of here,” he announced, and pushed his chair back to stand.

Rami rolled their eyes, but stood with him, tucking an arm around his waist and—

It went right to Julian’s head, that Rami would claim him— a demon— in such a way in front of all these people.

The group shared a set of knowing looks, and Julian found he didn’t give a shit if they all knew they were going home early to fuck.

They bid them goodbye and promised to be at the next event before the group let them leave.

Rami kept that arm around his waist practically the entire way home, and Julian wanted to wrap his whole body around them and never let go.

As soon as Julian locked the door behind them, Rami was on him.

Their arms circled his neck and pushed him into the nearest wall, lips crushing to his in a desperation Julian felt all the way to the tips of his toes.

“Thank you for that. I had so much fun,” Rami murmured into the kisses.

“I should be thanking you. You’re the one showing me around Earth, remember?” Julian drawled.

Rami pulled back, combing their hands through Julian’s hair. “Yeah, exactly. I would’ve never ended up there if not for you landing on my doorstep. So, thank you.”

Julian swallowed and nodded because he couldn’t find something to say just then.

The next kiss Rami planted on him was slow and so sweet it made his teeth ache.

Then they pulled back with a gasp, and Julian wanted to follow.

“Oh, right, you wanted to tell me something?” Rami said.

Julian’s breath left him, and he realized he didn’t want to ruin the moment. He wondered if he could talk himself out of this one.

“I did. But it’s not important now,” he said.

Rami tilted their head, smiling. “It seemed important at the time. Come on, you can tell me anything.”

And Julian believed them.

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