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Percy didn’t answer.

“Shit.” Kevin drank more scotch. “You’re gonna kill me, aren’t you?”

“I could. On both accounts.” Percy stared at the ceiling for a long moment. “Then again, no one on my end knows you’re here or what you are, and we were having such a nice time.” He cleared his throat. “We could keep on having… a nice time.”

“Keep having a good time, huh?” Kevin narrowed his eyes.

Percy batted his eyes. “I’m very sorry about locking you in here and thinking you were trying to kill me.”

“You wanna keep me here after all of this shit and you think we’re gonna have some fun?”

Percy grinned sheepishly. “Yes?”

“What the fuck, man?” Kevin stood on trembling legs. “You’re just gonna keep me a prisoner here as your own personal fuck toy and I’m supposed to like it?”

“I mean. Maybe?”

“Fuck you!”

Percy pressed his lips together in a thin line. “Well, there is another option. I could… let you go.” He shrugged. “Probably erase your memory first, just to be safe… but I see no point in keeping you here if you truly don’t wish to be.”

“Seriously?” Kevin’s stomach dipped like he’d just gone down a roller coaster. “That’s not very demonic of you.”

“I’m retired, remember?” Percy smiled.

“You can really do that? Just wipe my brain?” Kevin frowned, and he was surprised by how conflicted he was.

This had been such a wonderful night up until that miserably life shattering reveal, and he hated to think that the happiness he’d thought he might have found had been spoiled. His entire life was a convoluted lie, and the only thing he knew that was real was how he’d felt with Percy.

That had to mean something.

“Yes,” Percy replied quietly.

“Can we just go back somehow? To before we went to get snacks or whatever?” Kevin rubbed the back of his neck.

Percy’s expression was nearly unreadable, but if Kevin had to guess, he would have said it was surprise. He stood, adjusted his tie, and slowly approached Kevin. This was probably the part where Kevin’s brain got wiped, and Kevin stupidly wondered if he could ask Percy to only remove the last fifteen minutes.

He wanted his life back, even if it was all lies. He wantedPercyback and for him to look at him like he had when they were in bed together, as if no one else in the entire universe even mattered.

Probably not.

Kevin flinched when Percy’s warm hand cupped his cheek, and he sighed. “You’re never going to see me as anythin’ more than an angel… Are you?”

“I look at you, and I see a lot of things.” Percy smiled, but it seemed sad. “I see the pizza boy with the dazzling smile who charmed me and I knew I had to have, the bartender who got me hot and bothered defending my honor, and the incredible sex god who rocked my little world in his truck. Angel is honestly low on the list, sug.” His brow creased. “My concern is that you look at me and you see a demon of hell… Not exactly third date material.”

“I don’t think I’m really that surprised.” Kevin glanced at Percy’s brow where he now knew those horns were lurking. “You were having a bloody Satanic orgy when we first met, and you literally told me you were a demon.”

“Fair point, but no one ever believes me.”

“I didn’t. Not at first. Heh. But…”

“But?” Percy hadn’t moved his hand.

And Kevin’s brain seemed to be unwiped for now.

“Maybe you being a demon isn’t as big a problem as you think it is. But I’m thinkin’ me bein’ an angel might be to you. I mean, you have actual traps set up to catch me.” Kevin dared to hope, asking softly, “Are you saying you’d actually go for a third date? Foranydate? With me?”

“To be clear, I have traps set up to catch angels who are here to kill me.”

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