“Like Gizmo on steroids,” Nathan grumbled. He didn’t want to open his eyes again just yet. The dentist chair came complete with that annoyingly bright light, and Jim had been using it to better see by.
“Gizmo?” Alex questioned. “Like fromGremlins? Cute, furry, Chinese creature that sings?”
“More like a gremlin and an Ewok had a love child and it isn’t happy about it,” Nathan said. He put a hand over his face and peeked through fingers at Sasha when the incubus laughed. “I’m serious. Doesn’t make it any less scary or vicious. Did I mention the opposable thumbs?”
“Several times,” Jim said.
“We thought you’d never shut up about it,” chimed in Sasha.
Nathan grimaced even though the brunt of the pain had finally started to subside. “Okay, you two need to stop tag-teaming me or we’re going to have a problem.”
“Tag-teaming you, huh?” echoed Alex. “There’s an interesting mental picture.”