Page 131 of Angel Of Darkness

“You’re not supposed to touch,” she said, voice tense.

He kept touching. He stared at her skin—soft, silken skin—then let his gaze rise. Yes, it was still there. A sensual appeal that lapped at the senses and wouldn’t be denied. Even now, other eyes were on her. Other men were waiting and watching. Sam nodded and let his touch linger a little longer before he freed her.

She stepped back and turned for the bar.

“I’d lay odds you’re a demon,” he said quietly.

The drink tray almost fell from her right hand. When she whirled around to stare at him with wide eyes, he smiled. “What? No one figured it out before?”

She shook her head and glanced around the club. “You shouldn’t be here.”

“Where else should I be?” His gaze dipped to her very long legs. “Besides, I like the view.”

Seline leaned forward. Her delicate fingers curled under his chin and forced his head—and gaze—up as her eyes locked on his. “Someone’s hunting you.”

Sweet. She cared enough to warn him.

“I’m telling you...” She glanced over her shoulder as if looking for a threat. “Because I’ve heard you pay your debts.”

Not really, but he wanted her to keep talking so he kept his mouth shut.

Her hand fell away from his chin. “Tina talked to some guy after the fire.”

Tina? He vaguely remembered a blonde with big breasts who’d been semi-skilled at pole dancing.

“She told him about you. About that woman who was with you in the back at Temptation.”

Ah, Seline was helping him now. Perhaps he would owe her for the information. “What did this man look like?”

“Six foot two, two hundred pounds, black hair, black eyes.” She bent and scooped up her tray. “And if I’m not mistaken, he’s a shifter. He smelled like an animal, no mistaking that shifter scent.”

Seline was just full of surprises. “Your memory’s good.”

Her lips tightened. “It should be. He was in here not thirty minutes ago.”

His good humor vanished.

“I told Tina not to leave with him, but she wouldn’t listen to me.” Her knuckles whitened around the tray. “I didn’t like the way he looked at her. I’m worried that Tina might not be coming back.”

Possible. It was also possible that Tina had spilled every bit of information that she had on Sam. Tina wouldn’t know much though. She’d only seen him at the club. She wouldn’t know his secrets.

“Tina’s been sleeping with Ron.”

Shit. He’d warned the demon to watch his guard with the dancers, but Ron had a serious weakness for big breasts. And the demon had no power to speak of. Almost as helpless as a human.

Seline nodded. “If that shifter wants to know where you hang your dirty laundry, I’m guessing Ron can tell him.”

Sam lunged out of the chair and towered over her. “If you see that shifter again, stay the hell away from him.”

She laughed. “Do I look stupid?”

“You look like walking sex appeal.”

She blushed. Blushed. A stripper wasn’t supposed to blush. Especially a demon stripper.

He turned away. There’d be time later to solve her puzzle.

“You owe me, Sam!” Seline called after him.

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