Page 79 of Poison's Kiss
"What's going on?"
"I'll explain later. When are you coming back?"
I hear loud music in the background. It's barely nine, but it feels like midnight right now with this dark, quiet sky. It makes me curious what he's up to that sounds like so much more fun.
"I'm looking for some leads. I should be back in a day or so. Drackus said he sent someone to help out, but he didn't say who."
I glance through the glass at the incubus staring down at me. I hadn't been expecting him to be studying me so intently.
"Yeah. His name's Dice. Know him?" I ask while casting my eyes back to the lake.
"Really? Drackus is worried about someone touching you, so he sends an incubus? Unbelievable." I'll take that as a yes. "Has he done anything?"
I cringe, thinking about the full on attack of a kiss I gave Kane.
"Yeah, but not what you think. He used his magic on me, and I kissed Kane. I'm so sorry."
"I'm going to kick his ass," he growls.
"Whose? Kane's or Dice's?"
"I'll decide that later. It's not your fault, so don't be sorry. Incubus power is impossible for a mortal like you to resist. It's odd he made you kiss Kane."
"Well, it was definitely awkward." Something has been irking me, and now seems as good a time as any to bring it up. "What are we?"
I hadn't meant for that to sound so random or blurted out, but I'm glad I finally asked.
"What do you mean?" he asks, sounding confused.
"I mean, are we... I don't know... You know what I mean."
He laughs a little, making me feel like a fool for my stammering attempt to acquire clarification.
"We're two fey creatures enjoying each other's company. Or at least I'm enjoying it. How about you?"
I smile, but it feels weighted. "I'm enjoying it, but I'd like to know what exactly I'm enjoying."
He sighs, his playfulness gone. "I don't like labels. It puts too much pressure on the couple involved. Let's just let it evolve naturally. We'll see how it goes, and maybe our defining term will be revealed when we're ready."
That's something I would have expected from Kane, Zee, or even Thad. I never expected that answer from Gage. Are all men this way?
Kane was quick to define us, but he had ulterior motives. Do all men act so skittish about relationships?
"Yeah," I finally murmur, a dryness to my tone.
"We can talk about this later. I have to get back to work. I'll call you later tonight, okay?"
"Yeah."
I hang up, not giving him the chance to say more. I really regret asking now.
I turn around, and a squeal slips through my lips when I see the incubus standing directly in front of me, his hands behind his back and seriousness etched in his face.
"Sheesh. Personal space, please," I say nervously while taking two steps back.
"I didn't force you to kiss the night stalker," he says, seeming more random than I just sounded with Gage.
"Huh?"
