Page 69 of How Not to Date an Angel

“Oh myword,” they hissed only a moment later, pointing at the crotchless lace on the mannequins. “They have no shame.”

“Well, it’s a mannequin, so. They don’t have anything at all, really.”

Rami visibly relaxed in the absence of phallic-shaped objects, running their hands over some of the fabric as they walked slowly past.

Julian watched the angel feel the textures. Some cheap, some not.

As he saw the angel double-take at a set of hot pants, Julian’s lips twitched. The angel acted like he’d never seen such things before.

Which was ridiculous.

Right?

Had the angel really spent the last however many centuries with only their romance books for company?

Even in Hell, Julian had managed to find another demon or three or four to hook up with. Have temporary fun with.

Julian frowned. Rami never let themself grow close to the humans, outside of their clients. So who the hell would they have been intimate with?

His chest ached, and he rubbed at the spot. Was Rami lonely?

Julian would be, if he were in their position.

Running a hand through his hair, Julian sighed.

He had a job to do. But he’d have to find another way to do it.

Because Julian wasn’t going to use sex to tempt this angel. Hecouldn’t.And if that meant he was waitlisted at the end of the week for another few centuries…

Julian resisted the urge to groan aloud, and cursed as Rami trailed down another aisle.

Grumbling, he followed after the angel.

He’d have to find another opportunity. But how was he supposed to tempt someone so selfless?

And why was it becoming harder to want to?

Rami

Rami was past the point of wondering if they were going to pass out from the amount of blood rushing to their cheeks.

They’d simply accepted their fate, and watched as Julian touched all the little silicone toys.

Well, maybelittlewasn’t quite the right word for some of them.

When they agreed to this venture with the demon, they hadn’t quite expectedthis.

To escape, they’d darted into the adjoining room, which seemed much safer. They could look at lingerie. Maybe even appreciate the fabric and shapes.

Even if they didn’t quite understand the purpose of them. From what they’d read, weren’t you just supposed to take them off, to get to the… sex?

He grimaced at another set of crotchless panties on a mannequin. Ah. Well, humans certainly solved that problem, didn’t they?

Rami’s eyes widened as they caught sight of fishnets with a tentacle pattern. The mannequin wearing them was also proudly displaying the very same silicone toy Julian had been fondling.

Rami glanced around the room. Julian’s head was bent as he examined something on another aisle.

The curiosity was too much.

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