"You want me to kiss you?" I said, somewhat surprised. The incubus offered a hand just short of the barrier.
"Actually, I want you to kiss your friend first. He's been without even longer than I. I will teach you a spell that brings sleep with a kiss."
"You will?"
"While Edward will not remember what we say-" Again, almost fondly, he caressed my friend's hair, and his face. "He will remember you speaking to me, probably a great deal more floridly." the incubus gave a wicked smile. "He is such a good boy. But if he were to see us kiss- ah, what that would do to him." He tipped his head to one side, the flow of hair over hair intrupted by his horns. "And you will find it very hard to get me to go if you do not give me anything. A kiss is small enough."
His hand remained out. "You may keep the spell."
All decisions, good or bad, in the end are made in a single moment.
So I made mine, and took the incubus's hand.
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