Demon Hunter (The Collective Book 2) by Louisa Masters

Demon Hunter (The Collective Book 2) by Louisa Masters

Author:Louisa Masters [Masters, Louisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-08-29T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 18

Dylan

I don’t know if Marc’s reading my mind or if I’m just being super obvious—probably that option—but he’s being helpful, and I’m so grateful.

“Perfect!” I hide my wince. That sounded too chipper. “I mean… that solves that. Since I’m redecorating anyway, we can get rid of the coffee table.” I glance around. “We might keep the chair and sofa until we replace them, though. We’ll need somewhere to sit. But the chair can go in my office when you need the bed.” I smile, pleased to have it all resolved. For two nights, at least, there’s going to be a higher demon in the apartment, and Matt will be safe.

Whoa. That’s not something younger me would ever have dreamed of thinking.

Matt and Ian still look like they think we’re insane, so a distraction is needed. “Well, we don’t need to sit around in here all day,” I say. “I think we promised Marc a tour of the most pretentious places in San Francisco.”

“We’re actually going to do that?” Ian sounds super unenthusiastic. “I thought it was just a lure to get him here.”

“So did I,” Marc comments, surprising a laugh/snort out of Matt. “But since you offered⁠—”

“He takes it back,” Matt and Ian chorus in unison.

Marc gives them a disgusted look. “Could you not even attempt to separate your brains?”

“Dude, now that I know it upsets you so much, I’m gonna do it more often,” my boyfriend announces cheerfully. “Hey! I guess that means you’ve progressed to the level of friendship where we do things just to piss each other off. Go, you.”

With dawning horror, Marc asks, “We weren’t already there? Until now, you’ve been trying to be nice?”

“Just as much as you were,” Ian says pointedly. “You were trying to be nice, right, babe?”

“Please stop calling me that.” The demon’s expression is pained, and since he helped me out before, I decide to rescue him.

“We’re going out,” I say firmly. “I’m awake before noon, I took tonight off from work”—not that it’ll stop me from logging on after they’re all asleep—“and we promised Marc a visit he’d enjoy. So we’re going to have a long, expensive lunch at the Ritz-Carlton, hit some of those high-end furniture showrooms where you need appointments, and go to the ballet tonight. Though Marc will need to use his mojo for all that, because we don’t have reservations, appointments, or tickets.” I glance at Marc. “If that sounds interesting to you.”

He nods slowly, his gaze laser focused on me as Ian and Matt both groan. “It does indeed. Before we go, however, I believe an update may be in order. Have you learned anything new?”

Dammit. I sigh. “Not really.” Putting my hand on Matt’s thigh, I ask, “You’ve been keeping Ian up to date, right?” I know he has. They talk every day, and if for some reason that doesn’t happen, they text. It’s sweet. I’m an only child, but if I’d had a twin, I’d want to be that close to them.

Because



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