Dragons and Mayhem by Blair Babylon

Author:Blair Babylon [Babylon, Blair]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Malachite Publishing
Published: 2019-03-14T16:00:00+00:00

Old Habits

AFTER they finished lunch, the time was almost four o’clock, so Arawn walked her back to Smedley O’Tentacle’s HR office to finish her paperwork.

Once there, Arawn checked his phone and blinked, which was as startled as he ever got, and excused himself to attend a meeting or two.

Willow took a picture of the official job offer with her phone and emailed it to her apartment manager, thus saving her apartment right in the nick of time. She sighed, relieved, and Smedley raised one wispy eyebrow in question at her.

By the time Willow had filled out the paperwork, cramming her answers into tiny boxes by writing her references and experience with a sharp pencil, Arawn had returned.

He announced to her, “I’m here to take you to supper. If you don’t mind, I’ll change back into a suit, so as to be properly attired.”

She thought he looked just fine in the jeans and white tee shirt that she’d Cinderella-conjured for him, but she supposed he was right. If they were out after midnight—and there was absolutely no reason to think they might be—his clothes would disappear with a tick of the cell phone clock. Sudden nudity might be hard to explain if they were in a restaurant or dancing in a nightclub.

Kind of depended on which nightclub, though. A swinging dong might not even be remarked upon in some of the places Willow had gone in Paris.

Arawn asked her, “Do you want to wait here in the lobby or in the living room of my suite?”

“Wait a minute,” Smedley O’Tentacle snarled, leaning forward over his computer desk. “Look at me, Mr. Tiamat.”

Arawn turned and stared directly at him.

Willow watched, thinking it was weird that O’Tentacle had talked to a VP that way.

Smedley scrutinized Arawn’s eyes, squinting so that only his horizontal pupils were visible. His eyebrows lowered. He examined Arawn’s body or clothes or something, still peering from behind suspicious eyelids, and then leaned farther over the desk for a long, moist sniff.

“What is going on?” Willow demanded of him. “You can’t just sniff a guy like that.”

Smedley was still glaring at Arawn. “We’ve had some problems lately with what could have easily turned into sexual harassment claims, but it doesn’t appear that you’re going into mating fever.”

Arawn lowered one eyebrow and looked down at the floor.

Willow stepped forward. “Mr. O’Tentacle, I find this entire line of discussion highly inappropriate. The mating habits of dragon shifters are not a suitable conversation for the workplace.”

O’Tentacle sat back in his chair, confused. “I apologize?”

“You had better,” Willow said. “Now, if you’ll excuse us, we have some exceedingly important, work-related, and appropriate subjects to discuss.”

She swept out of O’Tentacle’s office.

Arawn trailed after her, a faint smile on his face. “That was amusing.”

“It was none of his business. Where’s your place?”

He led the way into the elevator and pushed the top button in the right column.

Where the penthouses were.

“Oooo,” Willow said. “Swanky.”

“It’s good to be the VP.”

She laughed, and the elevator opened to a sumptuous, blue and silver suite.

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