43. Negal
As the party dwindled, with more than half the guests having left, Negal started his slow seduction of Margo by massaging her toes.
After admitting to being ready, shed been so nervous that hed started to doubt her assertion, and his doubts had only increased when hed told her that he couldnt secure a private cabin for tonight and had seen her visibly relax.
That was why he hadnt told her about the plan Dagor had suggested, deciding it would be better to just let it unfold naturally. He would offer to once again sleep on the couch in the living room and leave the initiative of inviting him to her bedroom up to Margo.
Despite the urgency of the situation, their first time together shouldnt happen under pressure.
Sitting in a chair with her feet on his knees, he kneaded and rubbed, eliciting soft moans of pleasure that stirred a predictable reaction from him. Thankfully, the lighting was dim, and his tux jacket covered the evidence.
Are foot massages your secret talent? Margo teased.
Working his fingers gently on her arches, he smirked. Its just one among many.
Her eyes sparkled with interest. What are your other talents?
Negal hoped to demonstrate his other talents tonight, but he didnt say that. Keeping Margo relaxed was his number one priority right now, and since she was well aware of how much he wanted her, there was no chance of her misunderstanding his lack of initiative for disinterest.
When she felt truly ready, she would take the next step.
That looks so good. Frankie plopped on a chair next to Margo and toed off her ridiculously high heels. I could use some of that. She cast a smile at Dagor. Any volunteers?
Pretending innocence, he arched a brow and looked around. Maybe I can find someone for you.
She grabbed a napkin off the table and threw it at him. Sit.
Yes, maam. He pulled out a chair on Frankies other side and lifted her feet onto his lap.
Margo smiled. I thought that turning immortal would mean no more toe pain from high heels.
I still feel pain just as I did before. Frankies expression turned blissful as Dagor went to work on her feet. But thankfully, not for long because I recover so quickly. This, though, feels divine. She sighed. Still, Im a little peeved about not gaining more inches during my transition. It would have been nice not to need high heels.
Amanda wears heels, Margo said. And shes very tall.
So is the bride. Frankie shifted her gaze to Kri, who was still on the dance floor with her groom after long hours of dancing. Kri is smart. Shes wearing flats.
Listening to their conversation, Negal absentmindedly kept rubbing Margos toes while thinking of the best way to steer the four of them toward the cabin so he could put Dagors plan in motion.
His teammate cast him a knowing look and then gently lifted Frankies feet off his lap. Are you ready to call it a night? He lowered her feet to the floor and leaned down to collect her shoes. I can carry you if you dont want to put your shoes back on.
Frankie gave the platforms a baleful look. I dont want to put them on, but I dont want you to carry me out of here either.
Dagor affected a disappointed pout. But I love carrying you around. You fit so well in my arms.
Frankie sighed with a small smile playing on her lips. Ill walk to the elevator, and then you can carry me.
He grinned as if she had given him the best of gifts.
I should call it a night, too. Margo lifted her feet off Negals lap and slid them into her discarded shoes. I dont think Im up for any more dancing.
Hallelujah.
Negal got up and offered her his hand. Neither am I.
After congratulating the newlyweds and saying their goodbyes, the four of them left the dining hall and headed toward the elevators. Negal kept some distance from the other couple and leaned to whisper in Margos ear. Those two are not going to leave the door to their bedroom open tonight. I need to sleep on the living room couch again to keep an eye on you.
Margo smiled at him. Im fine, really, and I dont need to be watched over, but I would love to wind down on the couch with you with a cup of tea and a good movie.
Had Margo been entertaining the same ideas as he was?
Negals grin threatened to split his face in half. It would be my pleasure to snuggle with you on the couch.
When she glanced up at him, her cheeks looked a little rosy, and he had a feeling it wasnt from the two drinks shed had throughout the evening. You should probably change out of the tux first. You look very handsome in it, but its not the right outfit for snuggling.
You are right, he agreed.
As soon as they entered the elevator, Dagor scooped Frankie into his arms and the two started kissing as if they were alone in there.
Margo and Negal exchanged smiles.
When the elevator stopped on their deck, Dagor walked out with Frankie in his arms, and Margo followed.
Negal stayed inside, holding the door from closing. Ill change clothes and be there shortly.
Margo smiled. Ill brew us some tea.