Tempting the Dark by Michele Hauf

Author:Michele Hauf
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-06-06T16:32:01+00:00

Chapter 15

Savin whistled while he dried off after a shower. Jett had gone out to collect something to eat for them. He had told her to take the credit card from his wallet. And he felt on top of the world. He wasn’t going to make excuses for feeling this way, either. He hadn’t felt this good in a while. He’d made love with a woman he cared about—who happened to be half demon. Life went on. If anyone wanted to argue against that, he dared them to stand up and show him their teeth.

Tossing the towel aside, he strolled naked into the bedroom and sorted around in the drawer for some jeans. His uncombed wet hair dripped down his back, so he pulled up his jeans, then sat on the bed and lay back, wriggling to wipe his back dry. He was a guy. So sue him.

The front door opened and he peeked around to see Jett. He’d left the wards down purposely, knowing she’d be gone only a short while. She blew him a kiss and he caught it.

And then he lay back again and closed his eyes as he listened to her sort through a bag and set things out on the counter. He’d just caught an imaginary kiss from a demon.

Half demon, his conscience corrected. And someone who had no intention of remaining that way.

She had been a queen, though.

What the hell are you doing, man? Do you know what you’re doing? Or are you love struck, following your cock instead of your brain?

He honestly hadn’t done that in a while. Hell, had he ever felt this way? Jett felt familiar to him, comfortable. Not like other women he’d met and had dated or with whom he’d had short-term relationships. She accepted him for everything that he was, including the Other within him. He could be open and honest with her. As she had been with him.

He sat up, wondering what the implications of a queen leaving Daemonia could mean. Did they know she was gone? If she had escaped, that would imply probably not. At least, not right away. Surely, they’d noticed her missing by now. Would they come looking for her? With the rift at a tenuous hold, what would a panic over a missing queen bring to this realm—and to Jett?

He rushed out to the kitchen and asked, “Are they after you?”

Jett set down a carton of apple juice beside a plate of fresh pain au chocolat. “They?”

“Your subjects. The inhabitants in the legion you ruled over. Did you...rule over them?”

She set a pastry on a separate plate for herself, then walked around him to sit at a stool before the counter. With measured confidence, she poured a glass of juice and took a sip before speaking. “I ruled. In a manner. I was more a figurehead. Someone who represented our legion and whom the subjects could bow to. But I did have authority. And I was meant to...”

“Yes?”

She set down the juice and sighed.

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