Who: Mercedes and Damian What: Coffee and Dessert Damian/Roger has awakened the Veela and she decides to make him pay for waking her before her mate is in Mercedes' life When: Friday 8pm Where: Her flat Rating: Not sure yet
Mercedes nearly cancelled. She'd picked up the phone and began to text him at least three times, but in the end, she set out the French presses and the coffee. The kettle was ready to put on and she'd gotten a selection of berries and some cream. The dessert was set out on the coffee table while she tried to stop thinking about him.
It would be the first time she'd seen him since having her magical blood confirmed. Not that she'd told him as much, or about Inspector Belton's offer and help. She wasn't entirely sure if she wanted to tell him. He'd likely insist he help her remember, and she really didn't want that. She was still wrapping her mind around the idea that two people separately confirmed this Veela thing.
When eight o'clock came, she couldn't keep from checking her phone again, to at least see if he'd updated. HOwever there were no new messages waiting for her. Sighing, she tried not to start pacing, despite feeling something within her jitter terribly. Everything tingled and her head felt as though her hair was standing on end. With each passing tick of the second hand, her agitation got worse. She wasn't angry; she wasn't entirely sure what she was though.
When the bell finally rang, she jumped, watching the door fling open toward her in horror. She hadn't said to come in, but from his stance, he hadn't opened the door either. Even so, the electricity running through her body hadn't stopped.