Raising a brow at the clingy man next to me I said,"So I'm your girlfriend huh?"

"Any doubts baby?" He whispered into my ear, his voice husky and low.

Damn. That did things to me.

Gulping, I shook me head making him let out a low, sexy chuckle and my breath faltered as he moved even closer to me, his nose lightly grazing my neck. God have mercy.

"Tell me baby, does anyone make you feel like this? Hmm?" He said and lightly bit down on my ear lobe and I opened and closed my mouth like a fish out of water.

When I didn't reply he started leaving butterfly kisses on my neck and jaw, I bit my lips to stop the sound from escaping as he buried his face in the crook of my neck, his arms wound tightly around me.

"Umm... excuse me, ma'am. Your order is ready." A very embarrassed voice broke both me and Az out of our sexy world.

Oh. My. God.

I just did some hanky panky stuff inside a cafe. With everyone watching. I need to go to the church and pray to Jesus to forgive my sins. And some holy water would be nice too.

Clearing my throat and trying to avoid thinking of the second hand embarrassment, I rushed to the counter leaving behind a pouty man who made grabby hands at me. Smiling forcefully at the boy at the counter I asked, "How much is it?"

"That-"

His lips on my skin. Stop.

"Would be-"

The shiver that passed through my spine when he grazed his nose on my neck. Focus Willow.

"Thirty dollars-"

His teeth nibbling my earlobe. Please stop.

"Here." And suddenly everything became clear again as I felt warmth behind me, warmth that I was quiet familiar with.

He wrapped a hand around my waist and lightly kissed my hair and when I turned around to protest I was met with a smug Azrael with a big smirk as if he knew exactly where my mind had drifted to.

I seriously need to get my mind out of the gutter. Bad Willow. And I swear to Satan that I'm definitely going to take my revenge on him.

Noticing the change in my expression, Azrael quickly collected the change, grabbed the bag and dragged me out of the cafe,

" I really don't mind you kicking my ass but I'd be very grateful if you do it behind closed doors, love. So that I can atleast have my dignity intact." He mumbled.

"Oh you'd wish I had kicked your butt in public after I'm done with you." I laughed

He gulped.

"Anyway, who's car are we taking?" He asked

"To where?"

"I-ummmm. We- no wait." He stuttered, fidgeting with the hem of his jacket.

"I was wondering if I could meet your parents," He said quickly, his expression nervous.

"You know like proper introduction as your boyfriend and I'd love if you'd come with me to meet my parents too. I told them about you and they are really excited to meet you but it's totally fine if you don't want to, I t-" I cut him off by slamming my lips on to his and he immediately responded, one hand coming to rest on my hip and the other cupping the side of my face.

I kissed him until we were out of breath but right now even that seemed unimportant. Leaning my forehead against his, both of us breathing heavily, my fingers playing with the tendrils of his soft hair.

"I'd love you meeting my parents and it would certainly be an honour to meet the parents who raised such a perfect man." I murmured, feeling him smile against my lips.

He pecked my lips once, twice and until I pushed him away laughing and him whining.

"Get in the car, Angel." I said and opened the door for him, leaving his car in the parking lot, I decided that I'd drop him here after meeting my parents.

And I glared as he muttered a prayer to the Gods about my driving. Geez it was just four times.

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"You know what? Let's do this another day." He muttered as we got out of the car.

"You'll be fine,Az."

"No, what if they don't like my tattoos? Or thinks that I'm not worthy of you and they're probably right then they'll tell you to break up with me and then I'll never see you a-"

I think he just caught my tendency to ramble. Poor guy.

I cupped his face making him lean into my palm, closing his eyes. Lightly kissing both his eyelids and forehead I said,"Don't you dare think for a moment that you're not worthy of me because you are. You so are. Do you ever realise that you're perfect for me? To me? And I'm sure my parents will love you. And if you ever think I'll leave you, you're in for a surprise Angel. Because I sure as hell am not leaving you. Not now, not tomorrow and certainly not in the future."

He looked at me with swirling eyes and swallowed harshly, engulfing me in a tight hug and kissed on top of my head, mumbling something incoherently.

"I must look like a fucking pussy to you right?" He asked

Raising onto my toes, I pulled him down by the collar of his jacket so that his ear was in level with my lips,

"No, you just look adorable and perfect and so damn mine." I whispered and lightly kissed his jaw.

"Let's do this." He said and raised trembling fingers to the doorbell. Whether it was nervousness or something else, I didn't know.

As soon as he pressed the bell, the door slammed open revealing my father,  my mother right behind him. He grinned at me and looked behind me to where I was sure Azrael was trying to hide.

"Who are you? And why are you hiding behind my daughter?" He asked.

Eh, homeboy just got called out.

Grabbing his hand, I pulled him to the front. He cleared his throat and answered,

"Hello sir. I'm Azrael. Azreal Lewis. I'm Willow's boyfriend."

That sounds so good.

My father stared at him for a whole minute, scanning him from top to bottom making Az shift nervously on his feet.

And then finally he grinned at him,"Well come in son, why are you standing there?"

My boyfriend let out a breath of relief and smiled gratefully at him and my mother pulled him inside already starting to ramble on about something and I gaped at Dad,

"Oi! I travelled all the way from Scotland after two freaking months and not even a how are you? Or I missed you? And then you don't give me any attention?!" I gasped and dramatically put a hand on my heart.

"I missed you a bit I guess," He muttered,"But I'm not going to lie, the house was very serene and peaceful without your rambling."

I gasped and lightly punched his arm. The audacity of this old man.

"And now I need to go and get to know more about the noble, crazy and brave man who has the courage to date you. I mean not a lot of people have enough sanity left after spending even ten minutes with you...." he muttered.

I glared and cocked my head to the side curiously,"First of all it's not my fault that they're boring and second of all, why did you not try to scare him away? You usually scare all male species in a five kilometre radius around me."

"Because your guy reminded me of myself when I first went to meet your mother's parents, I saw the same nervousness. And when a boy gets nervous and anxious to meet your parents it shows that he truly loves you with everything he has. Shows that even the thought of losing you scares him to the core."

"But dad we've not reached that stage yet." I muttered.

"Then maybe you, dear should see the way he looks at you." He said and dragged me in before I could say anything else, and the sight in front of me made me instantly smile.

Az sat on the table with my mother across him, my brother on his side and Simba in his arms. It was a sight to see such a large man holding a tiny puppy, snuggling.

A teeny tiny part of me was jealous of Simba taking my place though.

Sporting the cake on the side of the table, Azrael asked if anything was special today and when Mom answered that it is Wes' birthday today he started apologising continuously for not bringing a gift for him and wished him making mother coo and pinch his cheeks.

I know Ma. I know, I often resist myself to do just that.

"Why don't you join us for breakfast, Azrael? That would definitely be a wonderful birthday gift." My brother said slyly winking at me.

"Of course, Wes." He said immediately.

"Then come on everyone," my mother clapped her hands and soon we were sitting on the dining table, a plate of chocolate croissant in front of me and a glass of chilled cranberry juice.

"So what are you doing Azreal?" My dad asked.

"I'm a Med student at Glasgow University sir." He replied politely and flashed a gorgeous smile.

"That's great and you can call me Cassius, no need for formalities."

Az nodded,"Sure Cassius."

"So where do you live? Scotland? Your parents?" My mother questioned all in a single breath.

"I'm from here only and my parents are both settled here. Both of them are doctors, ma'am."

"Just Meera, honey." She waved a dismissive hand and after a few minutes then started talking amongst their self.

Boring. So boring.

I looked at Az to find him nodding and giving input a couple of times and then an idea struck me. A very evil idea.

Sneaking a hand down the table, I put it on top of Azrael's knee making him immediately tense. I lightly drew circles on it and after a few minutes he again relaxed and right at that moment my hand trailed higher and he choked on his coffee. He muttered an apology to my parents and raised a glass of water with trembling hands.

Deciding to play a bit more, I placed my hand on his muscled thigh and he looked at me, his eyes wide and a bright red hue on his cheeks, his face pale and his eyes a dark blue. I resisted the urge to laugh and looked forward to see the rest indulged in deep conversations, turning back I leaned towards him,

"An eye for an eye,baby."

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