"Of course." She moved in so she was next to him and turned. Carefully, she slid her hand behind her neck and piled her sizable red hair on top of her head so he had free access to the well-bitten skin. She was at home, she had no need for glamours.

"I'm inviting you, by the way, to a dinner in a few weeks. A human friend wants me to move in with him, and I'd like him to meet my friends, before it gets to that." So maybe he can let her have them in the apartment. "There'll be plenty to drink."