Page 39 of D'Vaire or Nothing
“Is Dudley still shopping for his baths?” Victor asked.
“Yes, and he is acting like a sentinel. No one needs to draw up attack plans for choosing between two bath salts or whatever. Buy both damn things.”
“This may be why Dudley has more money in his account than you despite your salary being equal,” Phillip stated.
“Yeah, yeah, I spend more. Anyway, should I buy this cinnamon-scented lip balm to fuck with you guys?” Evergreen asked, using the sampler on his hand. “Look, guys, I smell like Phillip. Do you want to ravish me?”
Victor chuckled. “Nope.”
“I can’t, I’m a fallen knight,” Keegan replied.
“You’ve been hanging around sentinels too much,” Evergreen accused. “It’s a joke, don’t take it so literally.”
Phillip turned to Evergreen and glared. Victor barely restrained the urge to bare his teeth as his cat growled in his head.
Evergreen rolled his eyes dramatically. “Oh, for Fate’s sake, I forgot. No teasing Keegan or his mates lose their shit. Please accept my completely sincere and not-at-all-fake apology, Cinder Lord Hayes-Daray.”
“Is Evergreen causing trouble?” Dudley asked as he joined them.
Victor took a deep breath and reminded his cat that Keegan wasn’t hurt by Evergreen’s remarks. The fallen knight was grinning, and his eyes were glowing with their usual sunshine.
“It’s instinct, Evergreen,” Victor reminded him, though neither he nor Phillip could explain why they were so overprotective of Keegan.
“I know, I know. You’d think I’d remember by now to play nice with Keegan. Sorry.”
“We apologize for wanting to kill you,” Phillip said. “Did you decide on a bath salt, Dudley?”
“I took Evergreen’s advice and bought both,” Dudley replied, shaking the bag in his hand.
“Yes! I’m finally corrupting a sentinel,” Evergreen enthused.
“Pretty sure that’s impossible,” Keegan remarked.
“And we may find out that I alone have the power to corrupt them all.” Evergreen chortled. “I’ll have to be arrested. Pick some sexy single fallen knight so I can sleep my way out of trouble.”
“Let’s pick out the glosses we want and see what else we can buy before the night is over,” Victor suggested with a grin for his best friend.
“I was bored while Dudley was debating between his bath shit,” Evergreen admitted. “I cheated and peeked outside. Do you know what’s next door? Shoes. In the front window are a pair of hot pink glittery shoes with your name on them, Victor.”
“Even if they’re crazy expensive, you’re still trying them on,” Keegan insisted.
With a roll of his eyes, Victor grabbed a coffee-scented gloss and one in the soft pale pink shade he’d found first. He’d buy those two for himself and the cake one for Dra’Kaedan. The night was already fun, but that didn’t surprise Victor. He was with his mates and their dearest friends; there was no other alternative but for them all to have a fantastic relaxing weekend at the stunning new dragon resort.
Chapter 5
Ducblanc-mate Tiridythas D’Vaire straightened his bag made of teal fabric and black dragonskin, which he’d sewn to match his outfit. Seven men had ventured past the bright lights of the casino to join him downstairs in the arcade. He’d insisted it be added to the resort. It was a place of fun but also one of beautiful nostalgia. On his second date with Ducblanc Zane Draconis, they’d gone to an arcade, and it’d been a wonderful night.
Of course, Tiri had accidentally smacked an elven child with a bag, but he tried not to think of how awful that was or if the poor girl was scarred for life.
“Are you ready for our next rematch, sprite?” Zane asked, humor and love dancing in his scaly gaze.
Although Tiri wanted to rise to his toes and demand a few kisses, he forced himself to adopt his sternest game face and nodded.
“Yes, I am ready, dragon.”
“I don’t know how to play,” remarked Warrior Chieftain Jace Cyrrien, the lone harpy in their group.
“I’ll teach you,” his other half, Kitlivri, replied instantly.
