“Jesus!” Saint gasped, spinning around to find Knight walking by his side. “Don’t do that.” Knight grinned ferally. He’d dropped his human skin after Voke had gone home with her mother and was back in his demon form. Saint hated that he found the demon attractive no matter what skin he wore. “What are you talking about?”
Knight’s wings lifted him a few inches off the ground. He glided through the air until he was in front of Saint, facing him, his wings rolling, pulling him backward.
Saint swallowed. Why did he find the flying backwards thing so fucking hot? There was something wrong with him.
“When we made our deal, you said you wanted protection until your stalker permanently left you alone.”
“Right. Yes. I did.”
“That person is no longer going to be a problem,” Knight said. His surety gave Saint a semblance of hope. “Yet, I’m still here.”
Oh. Saint managed not to outwardly react. But when Knight raised a slender eyebrow, he knew the demon had somehow heard his heartbeat stutter and begin to pound. He could probably smell the anxiety all over him.
“I repeat,” Knight said slowly, “is there something you forgot to tell me, little rabbit?”
“Don’t call me that. Not ...” He trailed off, swallowing.
Knight pushed forward, into Saint’s space, nearly making him stumble backward.
“Not what?” he murmured, his eyes dropping to Saint’s mouth. Saint’s lower belly clenched. The intensity of his sudden want, his need to feel Knight’s body—his lips—pressed against his almost had him feeling lightheaded. “Not out here?” He whispered as he lifted his right hand, his knuckle hovering underneath Saint’s chin but not quite touching him. Saint still tilted his head up on automatic, trying not to pant. His eyes met the glowing red of Knight’s, his pupils blown wide. “Where it’ll feel real, you mean?” Knight finished, his voice dark.
Saint swallowed and forced himself to look away. It felt like his neck was weighed down by bricks; it was so difficult. Knight took that as his cue to back off, giving him his space.
For a wild moment, Saint wished he would push. He wished Knight would just ignore what he’d said yesterday and read what his body was clearly begging for instead.
The fact that he knew Knight wouldn’t act without his consent only made him want him more.
But no. He couldn’t want that shit in real life. Heshouldn’t.
Why?A stubborn voice in his head asked. He ignored it. He didn’t know how to answer it without damning himself.
“If our deal is still in effect, does this mean I might have ... more than one stalker?” Saint asked quietly, still not meeting Knight’s eyes.
“That would be my guess, yes.”
Right. Well. Saint had kind of expected that. He felt Knight’s curious gaze burning into the side of his face, but he didn’t explain.
“The man you stopped. Did you see his face?” he asked, eyes trained on the ground. “Can you describe him to me?”
“I can do better than simply describe him.” He saw Knight lift his hand in his periphery, then let it hover. “May I?”
Saint looked up. He stopped walking. “What do you—?”
“I’m going to send the image to you. Telepathically.”
“Oh.” How was that supposed to work? “Oh,” he said again, blushing hotly, several memories of the few times Knight had used a telepathic link in their dreams rushing through his mind. “All right. I guess that’s okay. Just for the picture.”
Knight did as he was permitted. He touched his pointer finger to Saint’s temple and sent him the image of his stalker.
Knight dropped his hand. Saint blinked. He could still feel the brief touch on his temple, like he’d been kissed by sunlight.
“Do you recognise him?” Knight prompted.
Saint shook his head, but he was frowning, unsure. The man looked familiar, but he didn’t know if it was because it was thesame man from yesterday, or if he knew him from his past. He didn’t know which option would be better.
Saint resumed walking, Knight by his side. As they approached the gates to his abode, his heart leapt as the local dog appeared from its corner, bounding up to them.
When it spotted Knight, it abruptly stopped moving, back tensing, lips pulling back from its teeth as it began to growl.
