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Though I’d promised myself that I would only ensure she made it home safely, I couldn’t suppress the urge to make my presence known to Duncan.
When I knocked on the door, there was a crash and then a yell from the man I was restraining myself from killing just for sport. He answered in only his T-shirt and underwear.
My blood turned to fire.
“Who are you?” His words slurred together in an amalgamation of distrust and drunken cockiness.
“Where is Celeste?” I strained against the rage this human was building inside of me.
“Who the fuck are you, dude?”
“Where is she?” Having to repeat myself was only going to earn him my fury, but before I could introduce him to my fists, Celeste came running to the door in a towel.
“What are you doing here?” Her frantic voice snapped me from the seething fool I was being.
“I was checking that you got home safely from the bar?—”
“The bar?” Duncan’s irate face fixed on Celeste. “Is that why you disappeared for so long? You were messing around with this”—he looked me up and down—“asshole?”
I knew who was a more desirable specimen of manhood in the eyes of women—but more importantly in Celeste’s. Duncan was weak in many aspects, including potency. Aside from being a feeble human, he didn’t compare to Celeste in intelligence or resilience.
“Duncan,” Celeste warned him, but he was too stubborn to listen, “Just wait for me in our room.”
“Fuck that,” he spat. “I knew something was going on when you weren’t excited about Boston. It’s because you’re cheating on me with this gym bro.”
“I’m not cheating on you. Stop. Please just let me explain.”
Duncan crossed his arms and squared his shoulders. “Explain it to me then. Who is this guy? How does he know where we live?”
“I-I . . .” Celeste looked between Duncan and me until finally giving up.
I smirked and leaned against the doorframe.
“Please, Vass, just leave,” she pleaded, but it lacked force.
“Tell me you’re fine and don’t need me to stay and I will go.”
Duncan stepped between us. “She’s fine, you dick. And she’s taken, so fuck off or I’ll give you a lesson on sniffing around where you don’t belong.”
“I know exactly where I belong.” I let my eyes travel down Celeste’s dripping body.
“Vass.”
This time, Celeste pleaded, and I knew I was pushing her too far.
“I’m only a call away.” I flicked my eyes up to the small red charm bag hanging above the threshold of her door.
Her eyes followed mine, and understanding dawned. In that brief moment, I wondered how many nights she’d been waiting for me to appear at her bedside.
Duncan snatched the protective spell and tossed it into the bushes that lined the driveway. He’d just done me a favor and had written his own death warrant. “I knew Callie didn’t give you that witchy crap. It was from this weirdo, wasn’t it?” His noxious attitude intensified the longer Celeste remained coolheaded.
“Duncan, you need to calm down. I’ll tell you everything tomorrow morning when you’re sober. Vass is just a friend who is leaving now.” She waved me off, but I wasn’t going to move. Not until I did the damage I’d decided needed to be done.
There was an electrified flash of anger and jealousy in Duncan’s expression as he looked between Celeste and me. He was easily manipulated by my influence, and the dark smile on my face only drew him closer to madness. Devious images of my mouth on her neck and my rock-hard body lying on top of hers as she moaned my name filled his imagination, placed there by my metaphorical hand.
Celeste raked her fingers through her damp hair, and the top of her towel slumped slightly, giving me the most mouthwatering view of the swell of her plump breasts. I dropped my chin and wet my lips, a show all for Duncan, but my sweet gift blushed at the attention.
“You motherfucker!” Duncan’s fist came flying, but his drunken attempt at violence was no match for my demonic speed.
