Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 144404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 722(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 481(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 144404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 722(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 481(@300wpm)
His shoulders came down slightly as though he was disappointed I’d changed the subject, but he seemed to let it go. He ran a hand through his shoulder-length hair. It was wavy right now, and I liked seeing it out of the queue he normally wore it in. “I climbed right up the trellis and had to avoid the plants that apparently like to roofie a dude. I actually punched one of the suckers.”
The idea of him getting a face full of plant GHB and falling to the ground below for a nap amused me. I would ask if we could get a few more of those out there. “I’ll remember to lock the window tonight.”
“And I’ll find another way in, wife. You will not be able to keep me out. I’ll find you and lay down and sleep beside you.” He stood, and I couldn’t help the gasp that came from my mouth.
He was completely naked. He’d slept beside me all night, and there had been nothing between us but my clothes. If he’d nuzzled me while I’d slept, I might have been able to trick myself into believing it was all a dream and I could have had him again.
What would Casey’s bite do to me now? During the brief time we’d been together that bite had been pure ecstasy.
“Put on some clothes.” I turned away, looking for his pants.
“I don’t see why I should,” Casey said with a deep chuckle, his hands in fists on his hips as though offering that gorgeous body up for my delectation. “Clothes have no place between a husband and a wife.”
“Normally, I wouldn’t mind at all, vampire. I think clothes are overrated, however, I’m here on business so I have to agree with the witch. You should have pants on, son.”
Now I gasped for a completely different reason because there was a man standing in the door that led to the living area of the suite. He was roughly six foot five, with broad shoulders and a face that could make an angel weep. Probably because he’d once been an angel himself. He’d been closer to the deity than anyone could imagine, and now he was here.
My blood went cold because I realized who was standing in the room with me. The demon blood that ran through my system recognized him. Everything inside me told me to bow to the being who stood in my doorway because he could incinerate me with a single thought.
Kelsey had been worried about how we would get into Lucifer’s realm. She should have worried about the man, the myth, the legend getting into ours.
Lucifer Morningstar was here.
And we were all in trouble.
Chapter Eight
Liv
“Greetings, Lucifer Morningstar. Though I shouldn’t be the one welcoming you.” My heart caught in my chest, and I wasn’t sure if it was from the fear that this being could eviscerate Casey with a thought or excitement. Lucifer worked with Myrddin. He might be here to save me.
The master would have outdone himself in proving his commitment to his Profane if he’d sent the Morningstar himself in to save me.
And I wouldn’t see Casey until we were on opposite sides of this war again.
Casey nearly tripped over himself trying to get his legs into his pants. “Lucifer? Like the Lucifer?”
A smirk hit the Lord of Hell’s face, curling his lips up slightly. “In the flesh. And might I say your flesh is lovely, vampire. As I mentioned, I wouldn’t mind a little fun if I wasn’t here on business.”
I have to admit I liked the fact that having Lucifer hit on him seemed to poleaxe the man who claimed to be my husband.
He wasn’t. Not that Lucifer would let a wedding band stop him.
“I…uhm…totally flattered but really straight and also married.” Casey fumbled his way through the explanation.
“No one is straight enough to not enjoy an encounter with me.” Lucifer shifted his attention between the two of us as though trying to figure the situation out. “Well, I came to this room because the lord of the house takes advantage of his marriage vows. He was pretty much balls deep in the Hunter, and that werewolf was working pretty hard, too. Normally I would stop and watch, but there were all kinds of…feelings.” The Morningstar shuddered. “It felt better to be in here since this one is so deliciously angry. And confused. I find that comforting. Thank you, dear.”
I wasn’t confused, but I also wasn’t about to argue with Lucifer. It was good he’d felt my rage. He could pass that on to my master so he understood I’d played no part in getting stuck here.
This could be my way out.
If Lucifer took me with him, I wouldn’t have to face Casey or Kelsey or Lee. I wouldn’t need Evan because I could get my own fix. Dean could be on his own. At least until his father rode in to save the day. I would be rewarded for bringing Myrddin valuable intel, and I would pick whichever bitch annoyed me the most and murder her because there were only three Profane and she was wearing my crown. I would take my place at the head of the unholy trinity, and my life would be back on track.