Leo had practiced the form for hours. Tall, but not threatening. Good jawline, kind eyes, a smile that suggested he found her fascinating. He’d rehearsed his opening line in the mirror of his tiny studio apartment until his roommate banged on the wall and told him to shut up.
It wasn’t what he’d expected from a job in hell. introducing an apprentice incubus (m)
It was better.
Darith watched from the corner of the dream, invisible, and said nothing. Leo had practiced the form for hours
When Leo finally pulled himself out—leaving Amy with a lingering warmth and a phone number that would dissolve when she woke—he was shaking. Not from fear. From something else. Something that felt suspiciously like joy. He’d rehearsed his opening line in the mirror
Now he was standing in someone’s subconscious, and it was not going well.