Dave pointed at him. “That’s your super-villain smile. Put it away when you are looking at my Principal’s mate.”
“Aww, I knew you liked me,” I said with a chuckle, making Dave roll his eyes.
Lucifer kept his grin in place while Aira leaned forward. “So you are going to meet Donn? The god of death?” she checked. “And nobody is worried about this?”
“Notthegod of death,” Lucifer corrected. “There are several of them. Enough for a baseball team, but not a gospel choir.”
That was a weird analogy.
“But he is the only one hanging around and causing havoc,” I answered. “And he’s made some sort of deal with my grandmother, protecting her from being killed.”
Aira nodded. “So you’re going to reason with him? A god of death?”
That was ridiculous—you couldn’t reason with gods. “No, I’m going to try to reason with his little group of worshippers.”
“Hmm.”
“What?”
“You don’t think it’s a trap?”
I snorted. “It’s always a trap. But we won’t get anywhere by sitting on the sidelines, hoping my grandmother comes to her senses and sends him packing.”
“Even if she did, he wouldn’t leave now. He’s too invested,” Lucifer said with a frown at the sky. “He’s here for the long haul.”
Great. Wonderful. Excellent.
“You are making grumbling noises, grandniece,” Sophia snapped. “Speak clearly or shush.”
I pressed my lips together.
“Why are you covered in glitter?” Lucifer asked.
Dave and Sophia snorted.
Aira shook her head. “It’s impolite to ask a lady about her state of dress.”
“I’m not. I’m asking her about her decoration.”
“The belated Christmas gift my father brought me last night contained a glitter bomb in addition to the still-beating heart of an enemy.”
Aira stifled a laugh, and Sophia snickered.
“I thought he looked extra proud of his gift. You’ll have to forgive him. I can’t remember the last time my brother bothered to get anyone a present.”
Lucky me, I got the special cookie.
“I’m still confused about why the meeting was called early,” Aira said.
Sophia swung her crochet hook between me and Lucifer. “She needs a ride to Ireland, pronto, along with her mate to provide protection.”
“I have air miles,” Aira said with a frown.
Oh, if only that was a solution.
I sucked in a breath because the Devil was going to make me ask. “Uncle, would you take Hudson and I via whatever wonderful magic you use to get us to Ireland quickly?”
His lips twitched, and he steepled his fingers together. “Say please.”
