Page 45 of Satan's Son

“Using the word please won’t help you.”

Archie slammed his glass down on the table, causing us both to look at him. “Are you two courting?”

Before I could give him a spoon of humiliation for using the wordcourting,Ethan spoke up.

“I lied to her.” Ethan shared the core of our fight with Mr. Help Myself.

“What do you expect, Addison? He’s the son of Satan, not Mr. Honest.” Archie shook his head at me. “Come on, dear, I’m sure it is something you can forget about and join us in a beer.”

“Must I remind you, you’re drinking wine? My wine, might I add.” I pointed a finger at him. “And stop calling me dear.”

“Fine.” His eyes met mine, and I could see his amusement. “Peanut.”

“That’s it.” I threw my hands in the air. “I hate him; get him out.” I pointed at Archie while looking at Ethan. “Now!”

“You’re meant to respect your elders, Peanut,” Archie taunted.

“Please, you look like a young twenty-five-year-old,” I snapped.

“I’m over 150 years old.” Archie seemed proud of this, as if he was stating he was Lady Gaga or something.

“So what? You’re a vampire?” I raised an eyebrow at him with a mocking look on my face.

“Don’t be childish, Peanut.”

“Call me Peanut one more time and I’ll show you childish,” I threatened.

“Stop it, you two,” Ethan piped up: “Come on, Archie, we should leave Addison alone.”

“Yeah, off you go, vampire. I’m sure you and Beast can find someone for you to eat.”

“I’m not a vampire.” Archie got to his feet. “Being immortal doesn’t mean you are a supernatural beast.”

“Fine, you’re an immortal pain in my ass then.” I snickered at him.

“That’s it, I’m not leaving.” Archie crossed his arms with a stubborn look in his eyes. “Not until I get an apology from Peanut.”

“I’ll give you a peanut!” I glared at him.

“No need, I’ve already finished yours.”

“I really don’t like you.”

“Feeling isn’t mutual, Peanut.” He had the guts to laugh at me.

“Addison, look, I’m sorry.” Ethan’s way of handling the situation was to change the subject. “About Alex, I’m sorry. I just thought it would be easier on you not to know.”

“Tell someone who wants to hear your excuses.” I was stubborn at the best of times and today I was feeling hurt, which only amplified my stubbornness. “I don’t get you.” I forced myself to keep the conversation going. “I really don’t understand you at all, Ethan. One moment you are all kind and caring and the next you’re all selfish.”

“Sounds a bit like you, doesn’t it, Peanut?” Archie replied, intruding in our conversation. Hell, he wasn’t welcome in the house either but here he was.

“Nobody asked for the old man’s opinion, Archibald.”

“It’s Archie.”

“Is it Archie on your birth certificate, or did they even have those back then?”

“You’re mean.”

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