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But I had gotten to know the wizard over the last few months and was willing to trust him with the location of the smaller of the two caves at least. After that, we’d see.

Way back when, it was easy to form whatever I needed, including coins and paper money, with my soul stuff. Small pieces of me could survive on their own for a short while before they puffed into smoke to rejoin my body. Usually, by then, the “coins” were in someone else’s purse, and the fools were none the wiser when they disappeared.

But that was impossible now with payment methods like credit cards and cell phones. I could make my hand look like any device, but it wouldn’t have reception. Same with credit cards. It would look exactly like one but wouldn’t transmit the right data to the chip reader. Cheating my way through society was a lot harder these days.

My kind didn’t really need food, shelter, or anything else to survive, but I did enjoy the pleasures of the flesh and wanted to explore everything this new century had to offer. And that meant I needed funds. Hence, my need to access the treasure in the cave.

“Yes. Let’s do it.”

“If you’re not busy now, we can do it right after I’m finished here.”

I hesitated. I really wanted to return to Penny, but this was important too. I’d told her I’d be back, but not when. Perhaps I could return in the morning and make her breakfast in bed?

Yes, that would work.

“Name your price, wizard. Make it a set amount, though. No percentages.”

Seth laughed. “No charge.”

I cocked my head to the side and raised an eyebrow. “What’s the catch?”

He spread his hands. “No catch. I’m just doing a friend a favor. You know what those are, right? Friends?”

Did I? I’d had dalliances, lots of them: men, women, and monsters I’d spent time with. And associates: other incubi and succubi I’d hunted with. But now that I thought about it, never friends.

“Besides,” he continued. “I want to know what’s inside a centuries-old incubus’s chamber of delights.”

I assumed a female shape, morphing my form into that of the most voluptuous woman imaginable. “If it’s my chamber of delights you want,” I said in a sultry voice, “let me show you.”

I puffed into smoke and laughter as Liam threw a jealous fist at the spot where my face had been. It was much too easy to get that demon to react. But he didn’t need to worry. My eyes weren’t on his wizard right now, not when there was a delectable witch waiting for me at her home.

Chapter 5

Penny

I woke up tothe smell of eggs and bacon. Which was weird because I hadn’t done groceries since I moved in, and last I checked, the fridge was empty.

Maybe I’d left a window open, and it was wafting in from the neighbors? I glanced over at the window. Closed.

I inhaled again. The smell was coming from downstairs. Someone was cooking breakfast in my kitchen.

I got up, threw on my shark robe (the one with the fabric teeth around the hood's opening), and tiptoed downstairs.

Oh my!

Prax was standing in my kitchen in his natural form: red, dusky skin, black horns and barbed tail, wearing nothing but a white apron with a ruffled hem a la French maid. This meant the firm glutes I’d admired yesterday were on full display, and I wasn’t sure what was tastier, the eggs he was sliding onto a plate or his butt.

He’d dropped the human disguise he’d been wearing—which I’d totally seen through—when he showed up at the door with my parents. I couldn’t believe the sexy incubus had witnessed that embarrassing conversation. Ugh. And why had he been driving my parents to the airport in the first place?

He grinned at me as I gawked at him. “What?”

“You’re in a frilly apron,” I blurted out.

“So? You’re in a shark.”

“It’s…comfy,” I said defensively.

“And you’re adorable.”

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