powder over the body. The demon’s skin sizzled and hissed, drying until flakes of it blew away in the wind. Gabe capped the container, returning it to his trunk. He slammed it shut and leaned against the bumper to regroup.
Through the open bathroom window, he heard the shower come on. Tegan’s hair hadn’t even dried from her first shower. Welcome to the world of demon slaying. Frequent showers were a way of life. He glanced up at the window, his mind wandering, imagining her naked, wet. She’d probably roundhouse kick him in the jimmies if she had any idea what he was thinking. He smiled before he could stop himself.
Shit. He needed to stay focused.
Gabe shook his head, walking over to the spot where the demon’s body had been. This job needed to get done quickly. The sooner, the better.
When he was satisfied all traces of the Viri demon were gone, he wandered over to the far side of the lot, taking a slow breath. He only smelled the salty sea air. For now.
…
Tegan rinsed out her hair, her mood swinging like a pendulum from “That’s it, I’m firing him” to “Maybe I should just kiss him and get it out of my system.” For the past four years, she’d worked hard building this emotional armor. She didn’t go out dancing anymore. Dating was also no longer part of her life. All of her passion, her focus, her everything went into defending herself.
And today she had actually done it, proven her hard work had been worth it.
So why didn’t she feel strong and victorious?
Instead, anger, lust, and hurt commingled into a mild terror weighing down her chest. The realization that demons were really a part of the world had been shocking, but she’d held her own. She’d stayed strong.
Yet something about Gabe made her feel weak. Vulnerable, maybe. He also made her want to strip his clothes off and explore the scars of his muscled body.
She closed her eyes as the warm water rolled down her body, imagining Gabe’s hands in her hair, her lips caressing and kissing every inch of his body. Every inch.
Her eyes popped open. This had to stop. A demon was after her. She couldn’t let some stupid attraction make her lose sight of the danger. And she needed to call all her students’ mothers to cancel the orange belts’ karate class this afternoon before she and Gabe went to check out the hotel.
The front door slammed. “Tegan?”
Hearing the rough baritone of his voice made her flush with heat. She turned off the water. “I’m in the shower.”
“I know.” Now his voice came from the other side of the door, startling her.
She stepped out onto the mat and wrapped herself in a towel. The rough fibers in the terry cloth awakened her sensitive skin. She wet her lips and leaned her ear closer to the door. “What’s wrong?”
“Besides a Viri demon showing up on your doorstep?” The sound of his muffled chuckle made her breath catch. “Just need to wash up before we check out the hotel and hit the mall.”
“The mall?” Her brow puckered.
“Well, unless you want to explain green demon blood to your mother tonight…”
Did he seriously think she was taking him to her mother’s party? He seemed to have a hard time remembering that she hired him . And not as a male escort.
Tegan jerked the door open only to find Gabe’s forearm above her head, propped up against the doorframe, his body extremely close to hers. Her exposed skin tingled with awareness. Maybe kissing him wasn’t such a bad idea. If he was a horrible kisser, she’d be able to think straight when he was nearby.
At least she’d be able to stay angry, then.
“Forget the party.” She shook her head. “I’m not paying you to be my date.”
“Today is on me.” She couldn’t help but notice the way his gaze wandered down her towel-wrapped body, but instead of making her uncomfortable it made her feel…powerful. He stepped back, breaking the tension building between them. “I’ll wait over there.” He tilted his head toward