Rachel straightened. Ean was uncomfortably aware that stepping into the hallway had also put him very much inside her personal space but really, wasn’t it better to be rudely close to someone than letting them get too close to a rampaging demonic refrigerator?
Ean cleared his throat. So, he said, Again: what brings you here?
Rachel flushed and fidgeted uncomfortably. Um, she said, I heard you got fired after everything this morning. And I feel like it’s my fault. So… I was wondering if I could take you out to lunch. To apologize? She blushed harder. And so you know I don’t think you’re some kind of pervert, and I didn’t complain about you to HR. So… may I?
Ean blinked at Rachel. In the apartment behind him, a demon was tearing into his pet chihuahua. When it was done, it would probably go after his best friend and then him. There was a grudge there, after all.
You know, Ean said brightly, I have been thinking it would be nice to get out of the apartment for a while.