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I watched the interaction curiously.
“The four F’s. Frolicking, Feasting, and Fornication.” Liam grinned, showing a row of sharp teeth.
“That’s only three,” Seth said with a roll of his eyes.
“Math was never my strong suit. Fucking is.” Liam made a lewd gesture with his hips, then eyed me with renewed interest. “Now would be a great time to restart that tradition, what with The Wall down and women’s lib well underway.” He slid in next to me and draped an arm over my shoulder. “It’s not quite a full moon, but we can start that tradition tonight.”
I stiffened when a tail snaked over my lap. Liam was very attractive—of course, he was; demons could make themselves look any way they wanted—but he didn’t make shivers run down my spine the way Eamon did. Even if he did replenish my magic stores, it wouldn’t be the same.
But before I could push him away, Seth let out an angry grunt. “You’re such a fucking slut.”
Curiously, those words weren’t aimed at me. They were aimed at Liam. Was there more to their relationship than they let on at first glance?
“Yes. Yes, I am. What? Jealous?” Liam said teasingly. “Maybe you can join us, Seth. The more, the merrier.”
I cleared my throat. “Thank you for the offer, but I’m not interested.”
“Suit yourself.” Liam shrugged and drifted away right through the table, not bothering to use his human legs and looking not one bit offended. He stopped next to Seth and threw a very solid arm over his shoulder. “But if she truly recharges with sexual energy, then this is very interesting. I mean, all the signs point to it.”
“How old are you?” the wizard asked.
“Twenty-three,” I replied, though why my age mattered, I didn’t know.
“She’s the right age and the right look,” Liam said. “And she prefers to recharge through one single demon, just like you. It could be her.”
Just like him? Seth was like me, and Liam was his Eamon! But who the hell were they talking about? Who could I be?
“Who isher?“ I demanded. I was exhausted from my magical failures and had no patience for riddles.
Seth closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. When he opened his eyes again, he looked as if he’d aged a few years. He met my gaze. “You might be my missing baby sister.”
Chapter 30
Eamon
“Whatareyoudoinghere, Liam?” I asked as I jabbed at the punching bag.
Demons didn’t always get along, and I didn’t particularly like this one; mostly because he’d sold out and joined forces with a wizard. The very one who had taken Tansy from me, in fact. If he wasn’t careful, I’d miss the punching bag and hit him in the face.
“Oh, nothing really,” he said, picking up a set of weights and sitting on the bench next to me. He tossed the dumbbells into the air and caught them as if they weighed nothing.
As if I’d ever believe that. He’d never come just to visit for no reason. “Go away, Liam. Whatever you’re here for, I’m not interested.”
“Really? I guess I read it wrong. I’d thought maybe you’d like to know how a certain blonde little witch is doing.”
That caught my attention. But realizing Liam probably just came to gloat, I ignored him.
“Tansy is quite a woman.”
I gritted my teeth, trying not to react. I knew he was only baiting me. “I don’t care.”
I lied. I cared too much. So much that I’d baked her favorite cookies and left them in the wardrobe in my room that led to her purse, hoping that she’d find them. I didn’t even know if she still had the purse. For all I knew, she’d destroyed it already. According to Shelby, the only way to nullify the spell was to destroy either the purse or my wardrobe.
What were the chances she’d continued to use a purse that was magically connected to my room?
That didn’t stop me from checking the cabinet eagerly every chance I got, hoping to see that something had been moved. So far, she hadn’t been in there; nothing had been touched. That was why I was working out at the gym, even though there was a home gym at the penthouse—to stop myself from checking that cabinet every fucking hour.
It had worked for that, but it hadn’t stopped me from thinking about Tansy. I kept thinking I saw her out of the corner of my eye, but it was never her.
