"I'm positively enthralled," he said, finding the idea of a shadow demon surrounded by children's literature amusing. Not that that was all the store sold, but the image was entertaining. He pictured a horned beast holding up a thin hardcover: "See Spot. See Spot Run." Etc.
He snaked his neck sideways so she wouldn't mess up his hair. It took work. He caught her wrist in his fingers and pulled her hand away slowly, then cupped her hips with his long, strong fingered hands and squeezed gently. "Let's go get a drink at the bar."