"And you use your unique videotaping camera skills for blackmail," I countered.
He ruffled his hair and yawned again before reaching over to the nightstand to turn off the lamp.
Then he got comfortable in the sheets, moving the blanket so it covered him but still gave me a good two-thirds of the material to wrap around myself.
"Blackmail is such a strong word. Negotiation sounds better and evidence is always useful when you think about it. If it weren’t for the fact my parents wanted us to be mage warriors, I'd do photography,” he commented.
"Photography...hmm. Can you take pictures of me and Alice one day?" I asked.
"Anything you want. As long as I get a picture with you too," he suggested.
"Deal."
I yawned again, finally getting comfortable while snuggling into Braxton's embrace.
His soft Irish soap scent was comforting and the slow rise and fall of his chest was just what I needed to fall back asleep.
***
“Casting Magic For Advanced Mages. So Nixon and Logan,” I announced, staring at the two.
I rolled my eyes at their scrunched faces; Logan was sporting a bruise on his cheek and Nixon a scratch on his.
"Would you two get over it and at least heal your man wounds before we get on the school property?" I insisted, crossing my arms.
"Hoot." Alice fluttered her wings while resting on my shoulder. "Man wounds? More like their pride hahaha."
The weekend had been filled with lots of partying, getting to know one another and drinking competitions.
Braxton and Maximus had stayed out of the game, wanting to ensure we woke up in time for our first class.
Of course, Nixon, Logan, and I had a drinking war which was unusual for Logan because he always scolded me for drinking too much. But this time his competition was Nixon and he declared he wouldn't lose.
We all were wasted by the 15th shot and Brax said he had to carry all of us with the help of Maximus back to our rooms. At least I was in my female form so carrying me back was a piece of cake and Brax took on the adventure of cuddling with me.
Braxton and I woke up in the morning to Logan kicking Nixon off the bed.
Then they got into a manly brawl which Brax had to break apart, which led to them being drenched in ice cold water, which was Braxton’s chosen method of punishment.
I thought it was absolutely hilarious but I had to be sympathetic in some manner.
I raised my hand, snapping my finger to cast a quick healing spell. Nixon and Logan both flinched at the warm magic that appeared on their face, healing the bruise and scratch lingering there.
"I only did that so you two would put your grown-up pants on and stop acting like two little boys who got caught in the closet."
"He's the one who snuck in my bed," Logan whined.
"Not my fault. I thought it was Jinn's bed," Nixon argued.
"Even if it WAS Jinn's bed, I get to sleep with him, not you."
"That sounds so wrong, but technically speaking at school, Jinn and I are a couple." Nixon winked.
"When the fuck were you two announced as a couple?" Logan questioned.
"When I kissed him at the party, now are you two done?" I huffed, having no tolerance for their bickering at eleven in the morning. I was never a morning person and eleven was STILL far too early for my liking.
I enjoyed the night owl life.