This...God of a man...was to be her CONSORT. Scrambling to her feet, the witch brushed herself off self-conciously even as she nodded eagerly. The Gre...n Man frowned. "...you are not a maiden."The veela froze at that blunt statement before hesitantly speaking up. "Um...no, not really."Leaning forward, the foot-taller May King sniffed her hair once, before running his tongue along her cheek, then leaning back, savouring her taste. "...your flesh is still sweet. You are not a maiden, but you are. It didn’t help that Bill gave him shit about not being able to touch my stuff. Heck, if I hadn’t picked up a bat for over two years, I wouldn’t have done any better.Moose was happy and sent me home so I could go out with my California friends.When I arrived home, there was a pickup truck in our driveway. I went to the kitchen and found John Phillips, my quarterback friend from Kentucky, talking to Peggy and my boys. Duke was making a pest of himself since he thought John should be his new best. Nat's eyes lit up as she opened the card. She smiled warmly and teared up a little as she read the card, then my hand-written message. She smiled and blew me a kiss and mouthed the words. . ."I love you."Then she noticed the extra piece of paper attached to the card. Surprised, she carefully read the certificate giving her the unlimited full-day pass at the spa. Suddenly she squealed with delight and pulled me across the table shower me with kisses."How did you know?" she breathed into my ear.. With all that was involved with that type of operation I knew it would be quite some time before I made it back this way again. So tonight was supposed to have been a good luck and see ya soon dinner for the older couple and myself. I had stopped by on my way home from work to help Mike close up and Claire had left early to start preparing dinner. But as we moved further down the dark, deserted alleyway it became clear that we were going to be very late for dinner.I kept close to Mike to keep.