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    “It’s an honor to meet a god…” Jesse’s voice trailed off uncertainly, a slight question on the tip of his tongue lacing with the tone of his sentence. He watched in awe as the man’s eyes lit up in subtle amusement at his statement, and nearly had a heart attack when his heart jumped as the creature was suddenly folding himself into a kneeling position next to him, so that their knees were almost touching. In an instant Jesse became hyper aware of his presence, of his heat, of his smell; he couldn’t help but fidget when his eyes rose up to meet the man’s sharp, knowing gaze.

    “I am no god,” his voice, too, was celestial. The closest thing he could compare it to was silk or the calm waters of a lake… and Jesse swore he could drown in it.

    “An angel then, surely?”

    The statement was his undoing. The comment pulled a chuckle out of the creature next to him and it rendered Jesse lost, lips parting in a soft gasp that barely got past his throat. Had he any shame left, he might have blushed to at least show that he knew he was acting like a schoolgirl. But he was enjoying every goddamn second of this more than he should have been, and no such thing happened.

    “No, not an angel either."

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