A flush to match the REDâs reddened her ears and cheeks as a lilt chuckle hummed in her nose. Evette would take no time in taking advantage of Aoife coming down to her level as arms immediately came to hook around the demosâ neck and the demoâs cheek greeted with a faint nuzzle.
âMe torment you? HA! As if you hadnât done just that to me plenty of times before!â She snorted as she lightly butted her temple against Aoifeâs. âIf I remember correctly, the last time we bugged each was when I, uh..wasnât quite myself, anyway.â
"I wouldn't do somethin' like that!" She cackled, the grin on her face clambering to muster up what innocence could mask the mischievous gleam to it. "Eh? Well... kinda. You were hidin' some sorta package. What was in it?"















