Winter is nudging Ashei with her elbow. "Ash there are some guys that are looking at us."
"They probably just want to hit on us," she retorts with a snort as she takes a sip of her drink. "Relax."
Two burly men who look like they spent more time in the gym than a shower start coming closer to where they are in the bar. "Ash." Again she nudges her. "Ashei they don't look like they're about to ask if we fell from heaven."
"Wouldn't that technically be true for you?" Ashei returns with a roll of her eyes. "What with your feathered state and all?"
"'M Nephilim. They're comple--"Winter breaks off and huffs. "Totally not the time, darlin'." They get within' a foot of them and one growls menacingly. "Ash you did pay for our drinks, didn't you?"
The other woman scoffs and plays with the straw of her drink. "Of course I paid Winter." She eyed the men with disinterest before muttering under her breath. "This time."
"This time? What do you mean this time? Have you been here before an' stolen drinks?!"
"Not stolen," Ashei corrects. "Taken without permission."
Eyes widening. "That's the same damn thing!"
"Semantics." As the taller of the two men reached for Ashei, she regarded him almost disdainfully before reaching behind the counter and grabbing a beer. When she the man put his hand on her, she gave him a smirk and hit him upside the head with it.