#Chapter 88 – Night Out

“What do you think,” Anton says, laughing and turning in a circle so that I can admire. I do, rather liberally, my wolf pouncing around in my soul. “I mean you’re always dashing, Tony boy,” I say, crossing my arms and smiling at him. “But you look very fancy tonight. Dressed up suits you!” “Who knew,” he says with a little smirk, running a hands through his hair, I think a bit bashful. “If I knew you thought so I’d have tried it before now.” “You didn’t know you could before now,” Orion says, a bit dry, but then he laughs and claps Anton on the shoulder. Then he conjures a glass of red wine out of thin air and offers it to me. I happily accept and grin between them, again struck by that strange affinity that makes these two seem…so much more than friends in my mind. I mean, not in the way that Laila and I were thinking in the tub. But…I don’t know. Connected somehow. “But you, Princess,” Orion says turning his attention to me and cocking his head to the side. “Are a bit under