736 736 Afternoon Meetings

As expected, the Giant looked mildly scandalized by the visible hickey on Max's neck, while the Valkia Envoy hid a smirk behind his hand, and the Innu Envoy was so engrossed in her lunchtime coffee, only the second one that she had been allowed for the day, that she hadn't even registered what he was wearing. 

The Huntress in charge of negotiations was also here, though Hunter men covered in bruises and love bites was a completely normal thing in her eyes, so she didn't think anything of it. To her, the concept that your partner shouldn't end up with marks meant that other species simply didn't enjoy the process enough. 

No wonder they got along so well with Nico. Who else would consider even the bedroom arts to be a full-contact sport?