My Saintly Demon: An MM Paranormal Romance by RM Neill

Author:RM Neill [Neill, RM]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-05T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

TWELVE

DAVE

Who the fuck still drinks instant coffee?

This is not the way to start the day and is a very poor start to what I know will probably be a difficult day. I didn’t sleep a wink after Chuck and I went back to bed. He did, though. I have the dried drool on my chest to prove it.

“Who pissed in your cornflakes this morning?”

X’s voice breaks through my thoughts and fills the empty kitchen.

“Whoever didn’t have the good taste to have real coffee in this kitchen. Do you drink this shit daily?”

He takes in the mess I left on the counter with the spoon, kettle and instant coffee jar and snorts.

“I don’t drink it at all. I use it to cook with.” He bends down and removes a coffee maker and tin of grounds from a lower cupboard. “We have good stuff right here. You didn’t look hard enough.”

I want to say something scathing, but he’s making real coffee, so I choose to bite my tongue.

“I’m surprised you’re awake. After the way you owned Charles on the patio last night, I figured you’d be in bed until noon. We keep Gatorade in the pantry if you need it.”

He sits across from me with a smirk and I count to ten. It wouldn’t be wise to smash my coffee cup into his face.

“I hope you enjoyed the show because that’s as close as you’ll ever get to him.”

Waving his hand, a tray of muffins from the counter floats over and drops onto the table with a thump, spilling some muffins out. X curses and cleans up his mess with a fast glance towards me.

“Before you say anything, I already know I need to work on the finishing move. I start strong but can never finish. That’s my problem.”

“I hope your lovers don’t talk like that to you.”

His mouth gapes as I move to pour a cup of coffee, real coffee, now that the machine has brewed. Because I’ve learned, I’ll never stop being nice, I also bring a cup over to X.

“I’ve never had the chance to get that far, so I wouldn’t know.”

My eyebrows shoot up with that admission. He was coming on to Charles hot and heavy last night and he has no experience? That’s… ballsy.

“So, what brought you two here, if I may ask? You didn’t even have time to pack.”

“How do you know that?”

He gestures to my body.

“Strange house, no shirt and sleep pants that clearly aren’t yours. Am I right?”

Delaying the answer while I drink my coffee, I think of how much I should tell him. I don’t even know how Mike got here and the deal with my dad yet.

“How long have you been here?”

Deflection for information is the better strategy.

“Almost four years now.” He breaks apart a muffin and slides the tray towards me. “They sent me out of my coven because I can’t fit in.”

“That seems harsh. What’s the story?”

He leans back, picking the walnuts out of the carrot muffin and placing them to the side.

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