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Celestial
“Mm-mm”, Dante nodded, hugging his wife gently.
Alice stood up and motioned to the door. She opened it, then turned her head and winked.
“Be good”.
“Yes ma’am”, he winked back, waving his head.
He watched the door close, then stared at nothing, sighing.
“That old black magic called…”, he whispered, grinning, “…love”.
He grabbed the remote from the nightstand and switched on the TV. He zapped through the channels, frowning, then he decided that nothing interesting was on air and pushed the “OFF” button.
“Yeah, well, thank you very much for this boring days”, he murmured, to nobody in particular.
Then, he closed his eyes and smiled slyly.
“You wanted to watch anything?”, he asked, “Yeah, me neither”.
When he re-opened them, Shane was sitting on the chair beside his bed. Dante just stared at her, nodding slowly, his face looking perfectly calm and aware.
“Ho do you know when I’m here?”, Shane asked in a whisper.
“I just know…”, he shrugged, “…Jeez, you look good. I forgot how good everybody looked. Ten years of silence…”.
Shane frowned, pursing her lips, and Dante chuckled.
“You got guts, kid, showing yourself like that…”, he nodded repeatedly, “…I appreciate that. I do”.
Shane was speechless. She felt nervous, and couldn’t find a reason why that weird man was looking at her as if it were the most normal thing on Earth.
Dante nailed it and put his naked feet on the floor, standing up and stopping right in front of Shane, his massive arms folded.
“It’ll make it easier”, he stated, amused, “I got to tell you, I feel fine”.
Shane was still in disbelief. Not only he knew that she was there. He also knew why she could have been there. She stood up and had to look up at him, because he was at least ten inches taller than her.
“You might want to check your orders…”, Dante sneered, “…because I sure don’t feel like I’m dying”.
“You’re not dying”, she confirmed, slowly.
“Right. Then how come you’re hanging around my room all the time? Even when I’m making out with my lovely wife?”.
Shane blushed.
“I’m not the only one with his ass hanging out of his dress, here, am I?”, he joked.
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(14 votes, average: 4.43 out of 5)
ok now. “i”heard and felt that kiss. so begs the question…will shane try the pear and describe what the fruit tastes like? the interplay between carmen and shane is so sweet.thanks again for posting another superb chapter. this is getting sooo good.
Once again great chapter. I like how you added Dante in this story and how he explains to Shane that he used to be just like her.