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“Always,” Azazel said.
The two seemed to be friendlier than I was expecting. “Have you met before?” I asked.
Marcel nodded. “From time to time when he was checking in on you.”
I looked at Azazel and felt even more emotions flood into me. He even went as far as to be cool with my best friend just to make sure that I was doing well. Wow.
“Shall we?” Azazel said.
I snapped out of my thoughts and nodded, then looked at Marcel. “I have so much to catch you up on, buddy, but it will have to wait,” I said. I wanted to tell him about everything that had happened in the past forty-eight hours, but I had to leave.
“Don’t worry, we’ll have time,” Marcel said.
I nodded and left with Azazel, who teleported us back to his home.
Chapter twenty-one
Rai
A Demon’s Allure
We landed in Azazel’shome and the traveling through teleportation didn’t affect me the way it used to. No dizziness, no nausea, and I knew it was because we were bonded now. I held onto Azazel’s hand still, because it felt good to be this close to him. He smelled so sexy to me and I knew he wasn’t even wearing cologne. It was just him and I found myself wanting to bury my face into the crook of his neck and take a deep breath.
“Are you all right?” he asked me, and the sound of his sexy voice drew me out of my state of arousal.
I looked up at him and nodded, then took a few steps back for some much-needed distance between us. My cock was hard and angry that I’d been ignoring its demands for too long. Yeah, I’d been with other men, but none of them had been who I wanted. Could I do what Eve did and take a bite of the forbidden fruit?
“What did you want to talk to me in private about?” Azazel asked.
“What?”
“You said you wanted to come to be able to talk,” he reminded me of my lame excuse.
“Oh, that. No... I just needed a moment away from it all,” I said and I didn’t even think that was a good excuse either. Truth was, I just wanted to be alone with Azazel.
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly to center my thoughts. I took the time to take a quick look around his home and saw that it was a large studio with lavish furnishing, lots of leather, and art. His bedroom was on a raised platform behind a frosted glass wall with a sliding door. Fancy. His kitchen was a modern design with stainless steel appliances. I wondered if he ever cooked in it. I looked at Azazel because we needed to get to the Magic Shop.
“What do you need to make the doorway?” I asked him to get us back on track.
“Just a few things... it’s not complicated—the spell—I mean,” Azazel said as he fished clothes out of his closet to wear.
I frowned. “What else would you be talking about?”
“Us... our relationship. It doesn’t have to be complicated, Rai.”
“We have a working relationship.”
“Partners?”
I nodded.
“Not good enough for me.” He stepped closer and I felt the heat rise inside of me. “What are you afraid of?”
“I...” I sighed and looked off to the side because I didn’t want to lie to either of us about how I didn’t want this.
“It’s just us here. No one to pass judgment,” Azazel said, then grabbed my hips and pulled me closer.
“Archangels and Guardians don’t have those kinds of relationships,” I said, but then I thought about Darius and his obvious relationship with Michael. They were in love. He was the only Guardian I knew who did have that kind of bond withhis Champion, so maybe it wasn’t forbidden. Then again, his Champion wasn’t a demon.
