Nyte folded his arms across his chest. “Then I suppose my answer is yes. She is like a sister.”
“Is she like you? Formed from the night?”
“No. She’s fae. A starlight sprite, to be specific. As should be evident, our domains have a bit of overlap.”
“How is it that you and all these other supernatural beings exist, really exist, but humans believe you’re all just myths?”
He shrugged, waving nonchalantly. “I cannot speak for your kind. Humans knew, long ago, but somehow grew away from that knowledge. My…prolonged absence leaves an unfortunate gap in my knowledge.”
“It’s still fascinating. Like a whole new world has been opened up to me.”
There was a scrape against the floor as she slid her stool back from the vanity and a swish of fabric as she rose.
“All ready!” Ember announced cheerily. “I guess you’re coming to work with me today.”
Nyte spun on his heel to face her, meaning to refute her assertion and tell her exactly how the day would go, but the words died on his tongue as he beheld her.
Her hair was down, hanging long and loose in waves about her shoulders. Black star earrings with violet centers dangled from her earlobes. And her face…it was beautiful. The makeup didn’t mask her features, but accented them. The dark eye paint contrasted both her eyes and her silver hair. But it was the deep, deep shade of violet-red on her lips that drew his attention to her mouth and fixed it there.
He was stricken with the inexplicable need to kiss her. To feel those lips against his, to taste her.
His tail lashed behind him as heat surged through his body.
Fuck. He was worried about making it through the month? How was he going to make it through thisday?
Chapter Six
With her wide-brimmed black hat perched on her head, Ember slipped her bat winged purse onto her arm, making sure her phone and keys were inside, grabbed her caramel coffee off the kitchen counter, and made her way toward the front door. She opened the door, locked it from the inside, and was about to step over the threshold when she paused, looking over her shoulder at the extremely annoyed demon standing in the dark sitting room beyond the foyer.
Wisps of shadows swirled around him, obscuring his form, but his violet-blue eyes shone brightly within the surrounding darkness.
“Um, will other people see you?” she asked, not in the least bothered by his temper, which had taken a turn after she’d finished getting ready for the day. Something had ruffled him, and he’d clung to his anger since following her downstairs.
“No,” he replied through his teeth, “because I am not going out there.”
Ember rolled her eyes. “You are, because you’re apparently stuck with me, and I have to go to work.”
“Your mortal affairs are of no consequence to me. I willnottraipse about on your errands while the sun is in the sky.”
“You said it yourself that you’re not a vampire, so you’ll be okay dealing with the sun for a little while. And whether you like it or not, you’re coming with me, because I have bills to pay. I can’t just laze about all month doing nothing like an insufferable, high-and-mighty demon.”
“I do not laze about doing nothing,” he grumbled.
“From what I heard, you’ve been moping for the last four hundred years.”
With a growl, he drew himself up straighter. His wings spread, his tail struck the floor, and the room darkened around him. “I will tolerate no further argument. You will not exit this dwelling, witch.”
Ember arched a brow. “Stop me.”
“You wouldn’t like that.”
She lifted her foot.
Nyte narrowed his eyes. “Don’t you dare.”
She gave him a saccharine smile. “I dare. Now let’s see if you can resist following me.”
Ember stepped outside, closing the door behind her. His curses were loud enough to hear clearly through the thick wood. Snickering to herself, she walked along the pathway leading to the sidewalk.
