Chapter 8

He softly touched my cheek with his fingers

"Ha. I figured that a succubus would rather act as a stripper or prostitute."

"Every day you learn something new."

“She did that too. Says she likes it better when married businessmen in town hold conferences.” He shrugged. “Don’t ask me to explain how to trick men on a gun hunt…" Clive cleared his throat.

“Behind warm relationships of a carnal nature,” Dave paraphrased.

"Can I go talk to her?"

It was a delicate balance, a desire to feel connected to Clive, not a desire to make it obvious that I leaned on him. It was difficult to explain. He treated me like I was capable of it, but just in case, he kept his shoulder at the ready.

"You? No. We? Maybe." Dave stopped drumming, a thoughtful look on his face.

"Will you come with me?" I asked, breathing a sigh of relief. “Don't be offended by your kindred, but ll feel better if you cover for me when I face the demon." As much as it scared me, my life and home were in danger. Intimidating, not inti