Page 41 of April's Fool
“Sir, you need towake up.”
Groggily, I lifted my head. “What?” I whispered, trying not to wake my lover. Damon sprawled out, half lying on top of me. Carefully, I slid out from under him.
The sun, less intense than the human sun, was high in the sky. The light filtered through the shaded windows, bathing Damon in light. His formerly pale skin was now dotted with freckles and a hint of a golden tan. Our sun didn’t burn him the same as the human one did, for which I was grateful. I wouldn’t want anything in my home harming Damon.
I tiptoed to the door, aware of a pleasant ache in my muscles and ass from the second and third rounds we had gone the night before. Exhaustion was the only thing keeping us from each other. I yearned for Damon with an intensity that scared me.
Quietly, I unlocked the door and eased it open. “What?” I took a breath, my eyes closing as I foughtfor patience. “Sorry, that was rude. What can I help you with?”
“Sir, your phone must be on silent. The Alpha from the Sweetwater pack has been trying to contact you. There’s an auction for the heat club, Heatwave, today. Apparently, you were interested in buying it?” The words came out as a question and I sensed a lot of judgment there. I needed Gregoris back.
“Yes. I am buying it. It’s a fantastic opportunity for demons and shifters alike.”
“You have an hour to get there. They have sent a picture of an area where you can open a portal. Then they will take you to the club in time for the auction.”
“Fantastic, thank you!” I turned to gather my clothes. “What are we going to do about Damon? Should I wake him? He could come.”
“The young sir will be fine here until we return. There’s no time for the both of you to get ready. Plus, the human is untested. I want to do some training with him before we use him as security for you. Just ask him to stay in the rooms.”
Keren’s severe expression prevented me from arguing in favor of Damon joining us. I knew he would be an asset. He saw things differently to supernaturals. Plus, he had this natural charm that was ideal for setting people at ease. The Alpha had already met Damon and likely would prefer him to the gruff Keren.
I frowned. “That’s not very fair to Damon. I’ll contact Cody and ask someone to come get Damon. I’ll leave a gem so he can use a portal. Oh! Maybe Barr could take him back to the castle.” I swear I saw Keren roll his eyes at my planning.
“Sir, you are running short on time.” Now his patience was wearing thin. I was in for a scolding if I didn’t get a move on.
“Give me fifteen minutes.”
Quickly, I rushed through a shower, irrationally disappointed that Damon wasn’t there to share the hot water with me.
Damon had packed clothing for both of us. Sadly, none aside from the underwear was appropriate for what I was going to do. Last night’s suit would have to do. I was grateful I had taken Damon out to a nice place for dinner. Both of us had dressed for the occasion.
Our antics ruined my tie, so I borrowed Damon’s, which looked decidedly less crumpled.
Fully dressed, I went to the bed to rouse my lover. I needed a better term for him. Mate would be good, though it was far too soon to lay claim to the human.
“Damon, you need to wake up.”
His eyes snapped open, taking me in. “Everything okay?”
“I’ve got to head to Sweetwater. Heatwave is up for auction today.” I straightened as he got out of bed.
“Give me a few minutes and I’ll come with you.” He paused his journey to the bathroom, his ass looking delectable. It was a shame he didn’t like to bottom. I sensed trauma there, so I wasn’t going to push the issue.
“Hey, is that my tie?” He raised an eyebrow at me.
“I thought my lover wouldn’t mind me borrowing it after we wrecked mine.”
“Fair enough.”
Damon was at the bathroom door when Keren’s voice came through the door clearly. “The pack is expecting just the two of us. Someone will collect you, Master Damon.”
His face fell at my bodyguard’s careless words. Perhaps the old demon should be in retirement. If I couldn’t have Gregoris, then perhaps I needed someone younger, more like-minded to me.
Mama would sort it. I’d tell her he upset Damon.
“Right.” Damon slumped against the doorway.
I rushed to his side, cupped his cheek, and kissed him. “I’m sorry.”
