Extraits

Elena put the large bowl of hot buttered popcorn between herself and Aodhan, then placed her feet up on the coffee table in front of them.

“What’s this?” Aodhan picked up a single popped kernel.

Already chewing on half a handful, Elena raised an eyebrow. “Seriously? You’ve somehow escaped eating popcorn your hundreds of years of life?”

Afterward, the credits rolling, he went into the kitchenette and hunted around. When he returned, it was with a large bottle of whiskey. Opening it, he drank straight from the bottle, then put his feet back on the coffee table, and said, “Elena, why did I enjoy having my heart attempt to jump out of my chest?”

“It’s a thrill?” she said with a grin.

He drank more of the whiskey, though it would only give him a slight buzz at the most. Lowering the now half-empty bottle, he reached for the remaining popcorn. “When do we watch the next one?”

Elena laughed and picked up the remote. "Elena's School of Horror, class number two, is now in session."

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