Juan is just a sweetheart. But will Blaise listen to her master's bidding? Suspense is overrated, I'm posting Chapter 2.
Chapter 2
“What's a pretty young thing like you doing here?”
“It's a long story. I've heard you're crazy.”
“What other secrets did they tell you? My first name? My skin color?”
“I think she knows your address too! Is nothing secret anymore?”“Shut up, Trip. Let me inside?”
“You seriously want me to marry him?”
“Beyond his lack of taste is a heart of gold, and he makes lovely nooboos.”“Really?”
“You're going to have to make one with him and find out. Don't focus on that now, just smelt that heart of gold with your comforting blaze.”
“Blaise, those muscles make me swoon like an innocent girl.”
“That's the plan, I think.”
“Trip, I actually think he's pretty cute.”
“It's the eyes. They make my knees weak.”
“And I can just grab ice cream from his fridge? Juan knows how to treat a woman.”
“Nah, he's peeved.”
“Finding new romance in tiring. See you in the AM, Trip.”
“Juan thinks so too. Get thyself to work, woman!”
“The socialite and the creepy old sculptor. Firefighting squad of the year?”
“The pickings are slim.”
“So you allow me to sleep on the job? You're a pretty cool god.”
“Ain't I just an angel? Goodwin Goode has nothing on me.”
“Finally, work!”
“Ugh, work.”
“Just extinguish the flame. You and Juan can get back to romancing when it's over.”
“See, romance time!”"In his bathroom?"
He's insane. You're lucky you made it this far."
“Sorry Blaise, but voice #59 is telling me that your kisses might harm the delicate balance of the universe. It's not you, it's me.”
“His attitude is saying 'Get out,' but his eyes are saying 'marry me soon.'”
“Listen to the eyes. They're big and violet.”
“Voice #59 shut up. Those lips feel like heaven and marshmallows.”
“Yours feel leathery and old.”
“But be mine.”
