before grabbing a vase and shoving them into it. He tossed the vase under the faucet and filled it with water, slamming the expensive-looking thing onto the counter as he walked back into the living room.
Dillon was sitting on the couch, his feet tossed up on the coffee table. “Put your feet down,” he snapped.
“Wow. You’re a surly mountain, aren’t you?”
Kane tilted his head, studying the bizarre human. “Are you Snooke’s boyfriend?” Kane got straight to the point. He wanted to know if the human needed relocating, to Alaska.
Dillon began to laugh as he shook his head. “I wish. We’re just neighbors and friends.”
Kane wasn’t sure if he should be relieved by this or not. Dillon definitely was interested in Snooke, but it seemed the demon wasn’t interested in Dillon, not in a sexual way at least. “So who the hell are you?” Kane took a seat on the end of the sectional.
“Uh, Dillon. I think we covered that.”
Kane liked him, even though he wanted to toss him out of the window for wanting Snooke. “I meant, who are you? You know, what are your hobbies, what do you for a living, what the fuck do you want with Snooke?”
“He’s my neighbor and friend,” Snooke stated as he joined them.
Dillon whistled low. “Always looking good, Snooke. Hell, you even smell good.”
Kane growled.
“One of these days you’re going to find that buffer of yours and use it.” Snooke laughed as he took a seat next to Kane.
Kane had an overwhelming urge to pull Snooke into his arms and blow a raspberry at Dillon. Instead, he placed his hand on the small of Snooke’s back, needing the contact.
“What are you over here for? Besides to harass Kane.”
“I brought you those flowers to woo your man, but I see it’s unnecessary.” Dillon kicked his feet back up onto the coffee table, again.
“Thanks, but I think I can handle it.” Snooke shot a glare at Dillon.
So now we were getting somewhere. Kane sat forward, looking over at the human. “Why does he need flowers?”
“You better not,” Snooke threatened Dillon.
“He said he met the perfect guy and screwed it up by rolling away right before he got fucked. I still think he needs a psychiatrist ’cause, damn, you’re hot.”
Kane didn’t know what the hell to say.
“I change my mind. He’s hot.” Dillon pointed over to Snooke’s bedroom door.
Kane’s head snapped around to see Rainerio emerging from the shadowed hallway. He looked back over to see Dillon’s mouth hanging open and little pinpoints of wonderment decorating his eyes. Kane wasn’t sure if it was because the human thought Rainerio was hot or because he saw the warrior emerging through the portal.
“You have got to teach me that trick.” Dillon jumped up, running behind Rainerio, and stretched his hands out, feeling his way down the hallway.
“How did he do that?” Dillon shouted from Snooke’s bedroom.
“Uh, I think I came at a bad time.” Rainerio looked from Kane and Snooke to the bedroom.
“Cat’s out of the bag now.” Snooke stood and went to his bedroom. Dillon came back, walking up to Rainerio, and began poking at him. “You’re real, so how did you do that?”
“I came to tell you—”
“Run,” Kane shouted when he heard guns cocking from the direction of Snooke's bedroom.
Rainerio grabbed Dillon as Kane grabbed Snooke and opened the apartment door. They shot out of the apartment then kicked the door across the hall open.
“Shit, that’s what I came to tell you.” Rainerio growled. “I heard some men at Diablo’s talking about coming after Snooke.”
“Freeze them, damn it,” Snooke shouted.
“That was my door,” Dillon complained.
Kane was hesitant to use his powers in front of the human, but he had no choice when the two men came barreling out of Snooke’s and headed straight for them.
Kane watched the human’s eyes grow wide when the two men froze right inside the door. “We’ll have to take him with us. It’s too