Jamie looked down at Akiko, worried she might leave when she saw him. Given that she’d been raised on tales of his people being monsters, it worried him that she might reject him when she saw him shifted. Instead, she looked up at him with wonder. His gleaming purple eyes peered into hers, and relief flooded him when she smiled.
“I’m not afraid of you, Jamie,” she said as she moved closer to him.
As she reached him, she moved her hand forward to rest on his large chest. It was much higher than it had been a moment ago, and it was like running her hand across a furry statue. He felt like marble carved into the perfect specimen standing before her.
“Thank the Goddess this is all mine,” she thought.
“You…uh…forgot to keep that to yourself,” Jamie said, looking at her with his head slig
