Page 22 of Witch's Dawn
"Demons."
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DEJA
Ithoughtthat word would strike fear and terror in my heart the moment they said it. But it barely affectedme.
In fact I felt strangely comfortable and safe with these three hot as sin and, most likely, dangerous men. With the way the bartender steered cleared unless absolutely necessary, and how other people snuck nervous glances around ever since they walked in, all signs pointed to badnews.
Except for when Raum came to my shop, this was only my second time talking to any of them. And yet I couldn't shake the feeling that I knew them for years. There was a familiarity with the way they protectively encircled me, almost like bodyguards. And I couldn't deny how sexy and flattering it felt to have the undivided attention of three hot, rough-lookingguys.
It was like an invisible barrier lifted the moment I learned I was a witch and I could relax around these demons, however powerful and bad theywere.
But it hadn't even been twenty-four hours since I found out my truth. I didn't truly know who to trust or what to say. The witches here obviously had some bad blood with these three. Was it just them or all demons in general? Until I talked to Diana again and found out more, I had to staycautious.
"So what's the difference between demons and witches?" Iasked.
Sal, the hot-tempered one with green eyes sitting to my left, snorted and nearly choked on his drink while Ash and Raumchuckled.
"Sorry, that's just an adorable question," teased Raum, his dark eyes twinkling. I was quickly getting the sense that he was the flirtatious one of thethree.
"We're immortal, for one," said Ash, the fair-haired Viking with icy eyes and it seemed, the quietest of the group. "Most witches still have a limited lifespan like non-magical humansdo."
"Most?" I raised aneyebrow.
"There are always exceptions," he added with awink.
"You said demons gave birth to the first witches?" I said as I turned to Raum, willing myself not to stare at his raven tattoo. "What do you mean bythat?"
He exchanged a look with Ash, which was subtle and quick but I still caught it. I kept my face neutral but made a mental note of the gesture. They apparently were also being cautious about what to tell me. But was that to protect me orthemselves?
"It's a long story," he said, running his hand through his mane of dark hair. "And I'd rather not give a long, boring history lesson rightnow."
"What would you rather do?" Iasked.
He looked surprised and then pleased as my pulse heightened to a newfrequency.
Oh shit. I'm flirting back with him now, aren'tI?
"I'd rather learn about you, miss Deja," he said in a low growl, leaning in closer tome.
His sharp masculine scent filled my nose like an intoxicating elixir. With Sal and Ash watching as he got close enough to kiss me, a sharp thrill jolted up my spine. I was no closer to finding out what these three wanted, but right then my body wanted Raum and didn't care if the others got ashow.
And just as my eyelids fluttered closed, he pulled back with agotcha!smile on hisface.
My face felt like a furnace as Ash groaned and shook his head while Sal clicked his tonguedisapprovingly.
"You can't lead a woman on like that, Raum," Salchided.
"You're the worst." Ash sounded like a disappointedfather.
"Sorry, but I'm not that easy," Raum smirked with a wink, indicating he was not sorry atall.
"Well if you're gonna play games, might as well make it interesting," I said, determined to not let him make a fool of me. "Loser takesshots."
"And what game are we playing?" Sal asked, his interest piqued. "Spin thebottle?"
"How about two truths and a lie?" I suggested. "You each tell me three facts about yourselves and I have to guess which is thelie."
