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“Thank you, Sian. You’re my new favorite person … or fairy.”
“I consider that the highest compliment.”
A pleasant sensation rippled through me. What on earth? I checked my phone to see whether it had vibrated. Nope.
I squinted at Sian. “Did you do something to me?”
He looked at me blankly as he swallowed the last of his pizza. “I beg your pardon?”
Now I was suspicious of the innocent fawn. Yep, straight to hell, do not pass Go. Do not take a handbasket.
The doorbell rang.
Well, that explained it. I excused myself and walked to the front door. I glimpsed Kane through the glass. That pleasant shiver was Kane activating the ward? I needed a word with Phaedra about the particulars of the upgrade.
I opened the door and smiled. “Hi.”
“Hi yourself.”
“What brings you here this early?”
He gazed at me with a sultry look that made my knees buckle. “Do I need a reason to see you?”
“At this hour? Probably.”
“I wanted to check on your injury.”
“You could’ve called.”
“But then I couldn’t see it and confirm it had improved.”
I stuck out my leg. “All healed.”
He bent to the side. “I could see it better if you weren’t wearing pants.”
“Should I retreat upstairs?” Sian’s head popped into the foyer from the kitchen.
Kane’s brow furrowed. “Seems I’m not the first early morning visit, or perhaps his visit began last night?”
Oh, boy. The dismayed look on the demon’s face was priceless. Almost worth the price of admission to hell.
I waved Sian forward. “This is my new friend, Sian.” I turned to the fae. “Sian, this is Kane Sullivan.”
The hardness of Kane’s gaze could’ve ground a statue into dust. “And your new friend Sian is sleeping here?”
“For a few nights.” I knew Kane was misunderstanding the situation, but I was enjoying his reaction too much to set the record straight.
Sian offered a bright smile. “I have offered my services in exchange for room and board.”
Kane’s jaw clenched. “And what kind of services might those be?”
Sian held up his hands. “My skills are renowned where I come from.”
“Is that so?” The prince of hell looked ready to cut off Sian’s hands with his flaming sword. I had to intervene before the fawn got hurt.
“Down, demon. Sian is a woodworker. He’s going to craft a second bed in exchange for room and board.”
“And where is he sleeping in the meantime?”
