Chapter 313 – Not Casual
Naomi's eyes widened, and she swallowed hard, lips slightly parted. Whether she was imagining a palace of hellfire and obsidian… or just the size of his bed in said palace, Lux couldn't be sure. But he was very aware of the temperature spike in the air.
Still, before that moment could melt into something entirely unfit for the housewarming party, the sound of heels clicking at mortal-inappropriate speed echoed from the hallway.
Rava.
She rounded the corner in a blur of seafoam green and shimmering mischief, tentacle-tipped hair bouncing with every step. Her smile could've powered a small kingdom.
"Lux!" she beamed. "How do I look?"
She twirled on one heel, the hem of her satiny sundress flaring out dangerously high for a "casual mortal event." Thin straps. Bare shoulders. A tasteful but aggressively flirty slit climbing up her thigh like a stock price after market manipulation.
Lux blinked.
Then choked a little.
