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One of the other patrons snorted in their drinks at Sei’s line. The bartender pointed a finger at the bear shifter and said, “If you don’t agree, go drink somewhere else or imbibe one of Lou’s cocktails at your own peril.” The man stood and left, leaving a more-than-hefty tip on the bar top. Sei grabbed the money and shoved it into his pockets. “As I was saying. I am very good at helping folks around here.”

“I did come to you because I need help,” Grey pointed out. “I must find Portia.”

“Fine, fine. Be secretive. She’ll be doing the rounds right about now. Best to wait here and have a drink.”

“I’ll take a lap of the grounds,” Grey said.

On his way out of the bar, Grey spotted the demon who had been rude to Kaia’s coven. The demon looked like a lost little child, stumbling around, mumbling about evil imps and poisoned shrimp. Greyson didn’t stop to help the demon.

He was on a far more important mission, but finding Portia proved difficult. After walking around the resort, he decided to check her office. There, he found Portia lounging on a leopard print couch with Lou, the bartender. They were drinking elaborate cocktails, and he was clearly interrupting something. “I can come back later.”

“Don’t you dare,” Lou said, sitting up. “Tell us. Why are you here? You look …” The demon grinned. “You look like you’re having a very good time at our resort.”

“I am. Thanks. I was wondering, Portia, if there is a yoga teacher on staff. I would like to book a class for all of the dragons in my party.”

“Interesting,” Portia sipped her drink. “We don’t have someone on staff, but I know a few people who could be called in. Why yoga?”

“Someone suggested it. I thought it was a good idea,” he shrugged.

Lou and Portia’s eyes lit up. Grey frowned, not understanding what was making them so eager. “Who was it?” the pair said together.

“Another guest, actually,” he replied.

“Could it be one of those witches?” Portia asked.

“I bet it was,” Lou agreed, nodding vehemently.

“So?” Portia pressed.

“Yeah. Tell us!”

Grey’s head twirled from their fast-talking, but he had a feeling he shouldn’t divulge too much information. He doubted they would appreciate the use of their supply cabana. It was true that Portia was a succubus, but there were still limits to what she would allow in her place of business. Public sex probably wasn’t accepted, even if thiswasHellscape Holiday Resort.

“It was one of the witches, yes. She suggested yoga after witnessing the fight. Her way of thanking me for sticking up for her.”

“Oh, I bet you did,” Lou snickered.

Grey’s frown deepened in confusion. “What?”

“Nothing, nothing,” the demon assured him. “Just an old demon’s mind going. Nothing to see here.”

“When would you like this yoga class to take place?” Portia asked. “This evening? Tomorrow morning?”

“Tomorrow late morning would be great.”

“Let’s say ten,” Portia continued, reaching for her phone. “I’ll take care of it.”

“Thanks, Portia.” Grey left in a hurry before they grilled him more.

He had a strange feeling that Portia and Lou knew a lot more than they were letting on, but how could they possibly know he was falling for Kaia?

TWELVE

GREYSON

The outdoor restaurant Greyson’s father picked for their lunch meeting was a bit more relaxed than his usual choice. Grey was surprised his brother Jaymes wasn’t joining them. These meetings were usually a competition between the brothers while Dad watched on with a smile. It was terrible, but only because his older brother wasn’t exactly the usual dragon shifter. Jamie was shy and quiet without an ounce of the attitude it took to make it as a CEO and thunder leader.

“Are we waiting for Jaymes?” Grey asked his father when the waiter came by to take their drink orders.

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