Rook's Demon (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) by JC Holly

Author:JC Holly
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2012-08-16T04:00:00+00:00

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Damon stepped out of his portal into his bedroom at twenty past seven and immediately started to change into something else. His relief staff had come in late, and he’d barely managed to get out the door before Rook arrived. He glanced out the window at the driveway and was relieved to find that Rook hadn’t come early.

He stripped everything off and threw it into the corner, then pulled on a pair of silk boxers and began to rifle through his wardrobe. The night was casual, but it was also important. It was the first time that he and Rook would be completely alone. No bar staff, no customers, no nearby coffee drinkers or baristas. Just him, Rook, a meal, and a bottle of wine.

After a few frantic minutes he decided on something simple. Black dress slacks and a black shirt. Casual, but not too casual. He ran a comb through his hair then shook his head vigorously to mess it up again, then jogged down the stairs just as a car crunched to a halt on the gravel outside.

“Damn it,” he said, as he opened a portal.

He jumped through into the club’s darkened storeroom and plucked a bottle of red wine from a shelf, then dived back through to his house. The portal disappeared again with a flash of light, just before the doorbell rang.

Damon opened the door to find Rook standing there, a slightly bemused expression on his face.

“Did you see that?”

Damon’s heart sped. “See what?”

“A bright flash of light just before I rang the bell.”

“Oh, that. Yeah, I turned the hall light on and the bulb blew. No biggie, I’ll sort it later.”

Rook nodded and Damon waved him into the house, before chastising himself for using a portal so close by.

“You normally greet visitors with wine?” Rook asked with a grin.

Damon glanced down and realized he was still holding the bottle. “Oh! I heard the car as I was about to open it. Have to let this stuff breathe a bit before drinking it. You look good, by the way.”

He wasn’t just saying it to change the subject, either. Rook was in navy-blue cargo pants, with a lighter-blue tee under a thin jacket. Suddenly, Damon felt overdressed.

“So do you,” Rook replied, as he took off his jacket and hung it on a hook near the door. “So, what are we dining on tonight?”

“I was thinking steak, if you’ve no objections?”

He grinned. “I never say no to a mouthful of meat.”

Damon pointed toward the kitchen. “That’ll keep me occupied while I fry the steaks, then.”

Rook laughed and headed down the hallway toward the kitchen door. “Hell of a place you have here.”

“Thanks. It was left to me after my parents died.”

In actual fact he’d bought it with cash after selling a vase he’d bought three hundred years ago. That was a tale for another day, though. Assuming that when he worked up the nerve to tell Rook, the man didn’t run a mile or try to exorcise him.

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