“Yes, you may, little guy.” I grinned as the normie bristled, but he was a good foot shorter than me, so he couldn’t get upset over facts. “I’m looking for a new cologne. Something extra special. I’m getting married soon and—” “Who the fuck are you getting married to?” Baltasar asked, his eyes flashing sexy reptilian as he scowled at me. This man must be protected at all costs.
