Page 7 of Signed in Incubus

“Not sure how you want me to do that. He’s the one who left, remember?”

“You must have done something wrong. Maybe you sassed back to him, like you are to me now. Men hate that.” He gestured to the disaster area of a room around them. “And what is all thismess? Did Travis see this? You should’ve cleaned it up before he came by.”

I couldn’t stop the low, angry growl that rumbled in my throat. It had all three of them turning to me. But I was representing Redrock Protective Services and doing a favor for Desmon. As much as I wanted to tell the senator off, I held my tongue and managed to turn the growl into the sound of a throat being cleared.

“I have been tasked to bring you here for a short visit and then take you to the airport in time for your flight, Senator Davis. Traffic is bad at this hour. If we don’t leave now, you risk being late.” It wasn’t the whole truth, but I planned to drive extra slowly if I had to.

The senator turned back to his daughter. “Fix this problem, Penelope, or else you’re moving home where we can keep an eye on you.”

Her mother sighed heavily. “Men get cold feetall the time,” she said. “You can convince him to come back and go through with the marriage. We’ll tell everyone it was all just a big misunderstanding.”

The hell they would! The idiot had his chance, and he fucked it up.

Penny was mine now.

“I’m sorry. I’ll try my best,” Penny said meekly.

She’d clearly been dealing with her parents for long enough to know what to say to deescalate their wrath, but there was no way she’d actually marry the man who’d stood her up if I had any say in it.

“Sir, we really must go,” I said, keeping my tone as neutral as possible.

I opened the front door for them, in an effort to get them away from Penny as fast as I could. I hated how much her mood had dropped in just the past few minutes.

With twin sighs that clearly stated just how disappointed in her they were, the two walked out to the armored Redrock SUV.

I didn’t head straightback to Penny’s place after dropping the SUV off at the Red Rock garage. Instead, I made a pit stop at Seth’s apartment. I had one more thing to take care of before I could return to her.

Seth was the wizard who had contacted me on behalf of Desmon for this job. It wasn’t Seth who answered, however, but his demon lover.

“We’re not interested,” Liam said the second he saw me.

“Wait.” I transformed my foot into a doorstop and shoved it in the door before he could close it on me. “I’m supposed to be here. I have a meeting with Seth. It’s business.”

The possessive demon narrowed his eyes at me. “Fine. But I’m watching you.” Then, as if to better make his point, he grew an extra pair of eyes on the back of his head and kept them on me as he headed back into the apartment.

I followed him in.

Like me, Liam had once been imprisoned by a family of wizards. Except one of the wizards, Seth, had broken the spell and freed him. Now, the two were inseparable. It was a mutual obsession, a love that beat all odds, and something I coveted.

Seth was a rarity amongst wizards in that he dabbled in witchcraft as well. The witchiness had come from his mother’s side. He was the type of witch who replenished their magic through sex, and Liam was more than happy to oblige, even though he wasn’t an incubus but a normal demon. Their arrangement would have been ideal for me as an incubus, and I’d even tried to get in on it, but Liam had shown surprising possessiveness when it came to Seth. He wasn’t about to share his prize.

I wasn’t sure yet how Penny replenished her magic. How amazing would it be if it were also through sex. Just the thought of her on her knees in front of me, begging for my—

“Prax. You’re just in time. I was about to feed Little Bit.”

Little Bit was Seth’s ball python. It was currently wrapped around Seth’s arm, and the wizard was trying to coax it back into its enclosure. On the other side of the room was a tray with a pre-killed meal next to a pair of tongs.

“It’s already dead. Don’t snakes have an instinct to hunt?”

Seth shrugged. “Little Bit might be alittle bitspoiled. I’ve never fed her live meals, so she doesn’t know anything else. Besides, rodents fight back. I dunno. I think it’s inhumane.”

I gawked at the wizard. How could anything as natural as hunting to eat be inhumane? But then again, his reply was something I was coming to expect in this century. People were much more knowledgeable now but somehow also infinitely out of touch with nature.

“Since you’re here, Prax,” Seth said, “I’m guessing that means you’re considering accepting my offer to get into that cave of yours.”

Desmon had offered to help me set up an appointment with an appraiser to see how much the things I’d hidden away before being bound to the wizard were worth these days. The problem was that while I could get to the riches on my own, I couldn’t remove them from their tomb and get them back here.

Seth had offered to help me bring my collection out via a portal, but I hadn’t trusted the wizard at first. I’d kept the location of my collection a secret from those who’d held me prisoner for centuries, and I wasn’t about to give that information away now that I was free.

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