“The Popovs flew to Indiana yesterday. They’re here now.” He rolled off her to stand.
She sat up, grabbing the covers. Wait a second. They had been getting naked and working out this dynamic between them. Hopefully an orgasm or two would get them on the same track. “What the heck are you doing?”
“I’m going to take care of them. One way or the other. You stay here.” He reached for his discarded jeans.
She jumped out of bed, not caring she was only wearing light green panties. “Oh, hell no.”
Chapter 13
The Popovs weren’t what Evan expected. He sat across from them at Jimmy’s diner in the middle of town, their table at the rear of the local landmark. They were brothers, and they looked like it. What they didn’t look like were demons.
Allen seemed to be the leader of the two, and his black hair was longer than his brother’s and reached his shoulders. He also looked to be an inch or two taller. Both males had reflective topaz colored eyes and a lot of facial hair that wasn’t exactly groomed. Did some demons look like hicks?
Tabi sat next to him, her expression serene but her eyes lively. “Heard you two had some trouble down in Argentina with your factories.”
The younger brother, Lance, leaned forward. “That was you?”
She waved her delicate hand through the air. “Of course not. You know that’s not my style. Although I wouldn’t be surprised if it had been Richard Goncharov in an attempt to woo me.”
Allen snorted. “I heard about that. Apparently you didn’t take him up on the offer, and yet I’ll track him down about those factories. Thanks for the tip.”
“He’s dead,” Evan said smoothly.
Lance looked at Tabi. “You?”
“No,” Evan said. “Me.”
The two males turned to study him, although they’d been unobtrusively doing so since Evan and Tabi had sat in the still busy café.
“You’re not a vampire or demon,” Lance said quietly.
“Neither are you,” Evan said.
Tabi jumped. “Didn’t I tell you? Sorry. They’re wolf shifters.”
Wolf fucking shifters? People who actually turned into animals? That only happened on television. How many other species were in the world, anyway? Evan kept his face stoic and his questions at bay. So many questions. “My mate forgets to fill in details sometimes.”
Tabi stiffened. “I’ve been busy.”
Allen’s eyebrows lifted. “Stealing from other people instead of just us these days, have you?”
Evan kept the male’s gaze. “Tabi? Did you steal from these folks?”
“No.” She hopped on her chair, irritation wafting from her that ticked up his spine. Interesting, his body reacted to her emotions, and his hand closed into a fist. “We ended our arrangement before my techs discovered the best prototype,” she finished.
Oh, there was no doubt the female had ended the partnership at an opportune time, but as far as Evan was concerned, that was business. “Well, then. What is it you gentlemen want?”
Lance tilted his head. “Not a shifter or witch. I’ve got it. You’re a fairy.”
Fairy? Evan frowned.
“Yep. He’s Fae,” Tabi agreed. “Most people can’t sense it. Nice job, Lance.”
Fae? Yet another freaking species? What was that about witches? Man, Evan needed to get caught up on this world. Why had Tabi lied? Apparently it was less dangerous for him to be thought of as a Fae than an enhanced human male. Was he really that deadly? Maybe it wasn’t safe to be around him, but he’d always had skills, and he’d tempered them. Could he do so now? “All right,” he muttered. “Let’s get to it, then.”
Allen gazed at him. “I heard your people can no longer travel between worlds. That must suck.”
Worlds? What worlds? Evan’s patience was rapidly shredding. Being in the dark was never a good position. Apparently he needed to sit his smart-ass mate down and get more answers about pretty much everything. “Let’s keep to the subject. What. Do. You. Want?”
