Aziraphael poured them both another glass of wine, still chuckling quietly to himself ( Read more... )

Aziraphael laced his hands across his stomach, stretched his long legs out across the floor, and heaved a quite ridiculously satisfied sigh.

"I may never," he informed Bernard happily, "move again."

"That's for the best, angel." Bernard looked equally as undone, quite overcome by the excellent meal they'd just consumed. Literally undone in the ( Read more... )