A Demon's Work Is Never Done: Latter Day Demons, Book 2 by Connie Suttle Read Free Book Online

ordered our food, although Lexsi looked as if she'd lost her appetite.
    "Baby, you need to eat," I leaned close to her ear. "You've had a long, rough day."
    "I want a small, seafood pizza," Lexsi said, handing her menu to the waitress.
    "Want something else to drink?" the waitress smiled at us.
    "I would like a refill," Kell indicated his wineglass.
    "Bring two strawberry shakes, one for me and one for her," Opal pointed at Lexsi. "They're excellent," Opal said before Lexsi could refuse. "You need the sugar—you look pale, young one," Opal continued as the waitress walked away.
    "I don't like being the young one," Lexsi dropped her eyes and twisted her fingers together.
    "I know." Opal's smile was bittersweet. "I don't really like being so ancient. There's not much I can do about it," she added. "After a while, everything gets old. It's difficult to surprise an Old One."
    "Madam Director," Kell began.
    "You surprise me, Kell Abenott," Opal turned toward him. Lexsi and I watched as wonder touched his features and a slow smile spread across his face.
    * * *
    Anita
    I held back from touching Watson. Yes, I cared about him, but the girlfriend thing still rankled. He'd gone for her after rescuing his sister, and she'd nearly killed him.
    Yet here I was, waiting on his every wish and whim.
    I sighed.
    At least he was asleep. Sleep had been difficult for me since the big fight. Tibby—I could see in his eyes he mourned Martin, the cousin he'd lost. He tried to hide it from Farin, though.
    "At least Claudia's dead," Sandra whispered, placing a cup of hot tea in my hands.
    "Yeah." I didn't add that Felicia was dead, too, and good riddance.
    I expected that Felicia—and her death—would create a canyon between Watson and me. Lexsi was right, dammit. I couldn't be just a sex partner to him, no matter what I said to the contrary.
    Besides, nowhere in the records had a Sirenali ever mated with a werewolf. I doubted that tradition would be broken by the two of us.
    Klancy and Mason stepped inside Watson's bedroom, probably to ensure that we were there and safe. They'd awakened with the setting sun, minutes earlier.
    "Is there anything you need?" Sandra half rose from her chair.
    "No," Klancy held up a hand. "We have fed and all is well. We merely wanted news of the day's events."
    "I can fill you in while you see the rest of it on TV," I said, nodding to Sandra and rising from the chair I occupied. "The others are safe, but the prison is destroying itself from the inside."
    * * *
    "It is most fortunate that those victims no longer appear to be the criminals they replaced," Klancy said after I muted the sound on the news program. News crews, forced to report from far a distance, had long lenses trained on the prison. Half of it was now on fire.
    Speculation was running wild as to how many deaths had occurred inside and the fate of the guards who'd been on duty when the riot erupted. If Lexsi were still employed by a news station in town, I could imagine her being the voice of reason as she stood there, mic in hand, while describing the day's events. She wouldn't make any wild accusations while she did it, either.
    Kell had handled the situation at the prison with smooth aplomb, keeping everyone from panicking when the inmates threatened to break into our space. It made me want to ask what he'd been given to walk in daylight—I wanted those things for Klancy and Mason, too.
    "I've never really been close to any vampires before," I looked at both. "I'm happy that you're my first vampire friends." I hoped I could count Kell as a friend, too—he'd impressed me already.
    Mason grinned and held out his hand. Klancy did one better, rising from his seat at the island and moving to kiss my cheek. So far, Watson hadn't offered anything of the sort; he'd only barked at us when he was hungry, thirsty or tired.
    He may have to warm his own bed , I thought to myself, although I recognized it for the lie it was.
    * * *
    Lexsi
    "I texted Anita, to