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“Don’t worry,” he said as he made his way to the elevator. “I don’t do Guardians.”
“Well, we’re even then, because I don’t do DART agents.”
“Good. We’re in agreement. No one gets done.”
He looked back at Lilith, who stood in the bar, hands on her curvy hips, her dark gaze prowling the throng of customers. Nearly every male in the room had noticed her, and those who hadn’t were getting elbowed by their gawking buddies. She was a stunning, dangerous, perfect carnivore, and half of those guys would sell their souls to die between her legs.
“Hurry.” He guided her toward the ding of an elevator. “We can catch that one.”
Eva grasped his hand as they wove through the crowd of people who stepped out of the way, and as they ducked into the empty elevator, she peeked back at Lilith. “Oh, wow. She’s gorgeous. An ex?”
The thought made him want to puke. “I told you, I’m tired of the noise.”
“You’re full of shit,” she said as the doors closed. “Isshe your ex?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.” He released her hand and stepped over to the elevator buttons.Buttons. How rare and retro. Most elevators either had a touchpad or they asked where you wanted to go. In general, advancement in human technology had stalled since the existence of the otherworld became known. Most companies shifted their focus toward anti-demon and security tech. But a few sectors, like communications, gaming, and elevators, had made impressive leaps forward. “What floor?”
“I’m not going to tell you until you admit she’s your ex.”
“Don’t make me push every one of these.” He hovered his finger over the first-floor button. “Because I’ll do it like a toddler hopped up on candy.”
She laughed. “I believe you. Six.”
He smashed the button, and the elevator jerked upward. Closing his eyes, he sagged against the wall. That had been close. Too close. He could only imagine the scene Lilith would have caused if she’d found him. According to his uncle Ares, she got off on using her succubus powers to inflame the lusts of large groups of humans, inciting orgies that churned for days without rest. But as exhaustion and hunger took hold, the sexfests grew increasingly frenzied and bloodied, until all participants, save Lilith, were dead, and she’d gained even more power.
Logan doubted she was here for that, but she was definitely on the hunt, and he was the prey.
When he looked at her again, Eva was watching him with eyes that were sharp even through the alcohol glaze. He wanted to be annoyed that she’d called him on his bullshit, but he liked it. He usually went for harder types—fellow warriors with athletic builds and physical hobbies like archery and mountain climbing. Females who could crack a male’s hipbones with her thighs inside their tent at the top of the mountain and revel in it.
Eva was not one of those females.
According to the bio he’d found during his casual research on her—which was probably more in-depth than it needed to be—her hobbies included reading, writing, and piloting torpedo racers in mixed and advanced reality game rooms. Reading was cool—he was a reader too. Writing? Besides old articles about demons, he hadn’t found any information on what she liked to write for fun. And he’d searched long enough that Draven had called him a stalker. Whatever.
The thing that really threw him was the virtual piloting thing. Apparently, she’d won some championships in college, enough to get sponsors and earn notoriety in the field. Eventually, the Advanced Reality Sports League had hired her as its first spokesperson.
She also had an active childhood full of gymnastics and beauty pageants, and he sensed a competitive fierceness beneath that personable, playful exterior. She was sleek and polished as a thoroughbred, but he wouldn’t be surprised if she suddenly morphed into a hell mare.
“Tell me,” he said as he shoved away from the elevator wall, “why do you work for The Aegis?”
The door dinged and opened on the sixth floor, and she spoke as they stepped out. “They offered me a job.” She gestured to a door ahead with her key card. “My room.”
He followed her inside, took one last peek out into the hallway for Lilith, and locked the door. By the time he turned around, Eva had kicked off her heels and melted into the overstuffed leather chair next to the sliding balcony door. Beyond her, the Brussels city lights sprawled across the landscape and into the night sky.
He put the wine and his glass on the dresser. “So, why did you take it?”
“Take what?” She gazed out the window, her hand draped over the armrest, the glass of wine dangling from her fingers.
“The job.”
“Oh, that.” She swung the chair around and kicked her feet up on the bed, flexing her slender calves. “It was a natural progression, career-wise. I started by earning a spokesperson position for a sports organization, then I got various jobs as an investigative or broadcast journalist. The networks where I worked tended to have a pro-human, anti-supernatural agenda, and somehow, I ended up being the person who always reported on Aegis and demon activity. So, when a press job opened up at The Aegis, they came to me with a great offer.”
He sat in the remaining chair and did his best to avoid staring at her legs and imagining them wrapped around his waist. “Did you like it?”
“What? Being a journalist?” She snorted softly and buried her face in her glass. “It’s too much work, not enough pay, and there are too many assholes.”
“You’re saying you joined The Aegis to get away from assholes? Seems like a lateral move, but whatever.”
She laughed as she stretched to snag the wine bottle from the dresser. “You really don’t like The Aegis, do you? We’re all just a bunch of assholes to you, aren’t we?”
