Christmas Comes Early

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“That would be all of them,” she chuckled and adjusted her body under his hold, making sure that her right hand was free in any case that an unsuspecting ‘friend’ happened to stop by and check on the animator. 

Anita shrugged at that with a playful smirk and blinked at his soft chaste kiss, her brows attempting to furrow in thought at the bit of information that he gifted her. It would send her down another mysterious path of wanting to decipher his words, on whether or not he had admitted his desire to- as what a certain vampire would say- court her. However, the animator didn’t want to tempt that sort of question and would rather allow it to stand as it was, especially when she wasn’t certain on what her feelings were for the ancient vampire. 

“I’ll try,” she pulled away from his almost warm hold, acknowledging his meal habit before he came to the animator. “But no promises.” It was a jest, even if she had begun to guess if the reasons he decided to stay longer than needed had been about her. Finding herself, once again, in a bittersweet dichotomy of emotions. 

Nevertheless, Anita shrugged it off and walked first back through her office to grab her coat and purse, turning off the lights in the process. “A home cooked meal sounds good to me,” she wrinkled her nose, “Plus, I don’t think there’s many open restaurants around here that don’t cater to him. But,” Anita interjected, “We must vow not to talk about him for the rest of the night. Agreed? Agreed. Done.”

He smiled as she pulled away from him and he took her hand gently. “Do more than try Anita. I do not expect promises just that you try.” He told her as he let go of her hand when she walked back towards her office to fetch her things. 

“Im not meaning seeing him. He has eyes and ears every where. Did you know his animal to call is wolves? If so then do not trust any werewolf you know.” Axel told her before nodding in agreement. “I agree, lets us not speak of him any more.” He grinned as he started to walk out of the office and down to his car. 

Axel opened the passenger door for her waiting for her to get in before closing it and moving around to his door, he put the heat on once the car was started. “What is your favorite meal? And it cant be coffee.” He teased. 

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