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Chay laughed, high-fiving the warlock.“Dude. Stop. So wrong. Do not whip out your weapon. Tyr’s justpulling your … dick, in this case.”
“Funny,” said Brak. “I didn’t really believeany female would say it. Back to the succubus, Abello.”
“What’d I say? I’m not talking abouther.”
The four males pinned Nico with a stare.
Chay chuckled first. “You didn’t do her,dude.”
“Of course, I did her,” slurred Nico. “Inailed her good.”
“You’re right, ylve-man,” said Tyr. “Thehuman was busting Sabine’s chops by boning somebody else, but hecouldn’t finish her with visions of our favorite nymph in hisbrain. Or he was too drunk to get a boner. Which is it,Abello?”
Nico’s glare was followed by a big sigh.“Damn. You pegged me. Too soused. No juice.”
Brak leveled an observation. “Nope. It’sSabine. She shriveled your balls.”
Chay added, “She took the air out of yourtire.”
“It was not because of Sabine,” Nicosnarled. Who the fuck did these guys think they were? Mouthing offabout the nymph’s effect on his limp dick.
“Dude, it’s bad. When you’re so hooked on afemale you can’t get your chubby to work.” Brak shook his head.“It’ll never happen to me. Must be horrible.”
“You assholes need to shut the fuck up. Whatis thisThe View? Are we going to go weepy talking this todeath?” Nico gestured with his glass, splashing booze on hisshirt.
Rein said, “I will tell you this, Abello,and it’s not onThe View. Although, it saddens me you watchthe show. You hurt our Sabine, and you’ll have the four of us sofar in your ass, you won’t be able to fart.”
“I don’t need advice about my partner. Keepyour noses out of my business. I’m outta here.”
Before Nico exited the Shed, Tyr grabbed hiselbow. “I’m gonna give you this bit of news about my friend, myfreron, Sabine.”
Nico glared at Tyr’s hand before he shuckedit off. “I said I didn’t need advice.”
“Yeah, you do. She’s a nymph. While herbreed is generally…”
“This is going to be earthshaking.”
“Shut the fuck up. Stop interrupting. Here’swhat you don’t know about the female. She’s a mix. Her father’s awarlock. Most nymphs choose a satyr for their baby daddy. Keeps thegenes in the same breeds. Why Sabine’s mom went wild, who knows?She’s an independent thinker even for a nymph. Point is, the magein question is in my family, a distant relation. I know what I’msaying. Sabine was raised by him. He didn’t think her mother was agood role model. He was a Firebrand, by the by.”
“Yeah. So?”
“I told you not to interrupt, human. She’smore like him. Don’t expect a hump and dump. She’s gotexpectations.”
“Thanks for the tip. Now, get the hell outof my path and my biz.” Nico wasn’t in the market for a long-termbed partner. If it was what Sabine expected, he needed to move on.Besides, he refused to chase a woman with a shitload of Firebrandsfor big brothers.
Am I? Fuck. I am if the woman’s Sabine. Thenwhy am I such a dick?
He’d held a prime position with the Alliancebefore the nymph and Tyr brought him to Scath because he was aBlood Coven offspring.Yippee!For his own good, they’dstuck him on this realm. Making the best of a shitty situation,he’d blackmailed the Firebrands into letting him hang withthem.
So why am I looking foranother chain—even if she has a knock-out sexy smile along withcurves a race car driver would admire? Because she’s more than asmile and curves. She’s a woman who makes me want to be a betterman. I best step up to the plate soon.
Chapter Sixteen
“What goes from this room?”Ram leaned against Denim’s closet door in New Orleans.
“The bed. I’ll take these off and get freshones.” She popped off the top sheet.
Ram sniffed. “I don’t smell a male. Nosleep-over boyfriends, doll?”
