AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Nova’s all-seeing eyes passed from the angel to me, and if I cared, I might’ve tried to figure out what that look of his was. Instead, I waved a hand at the woman clearly besotted with Nova, ready to consume everything in sight.
“I’ll take whatever burger you make special and a Jack and Coke. No ice. Mostly booze. I’m going to need it with these two,” I grumbled, bringing all three sets of eyes over to me.
Fable’s laughter cut through the steady buzz of the room, and Nova was smiling like he always did. I ignored both and eyed the pretty doll posing as our waitress, already sensing she was a human and totally unaware of what beasts she served.
Great, another thing I need to do today.
My eyes skated down to her nametag, and I made an effort to smile. But her twisted face and sour lips told me it’d come out creepy, so I gave up trying to be someone else and adopted the usual resting Lady face. Then glared at the angel beside me as he chuckled into his fist and glanced at me out of the corner of his eye.
“Mary, is it?” I asked after slamming my bat into his side. Fable grunted before coughing, and I smiled because a man in pain was my favorite sound.
Mary cleared her throat and shyly tucked platinum-blonde hair behind her ear with an uncomfortable smile tilting her lips. “Yep. Anything else I can get you, ma’am?”
Ugh. Ma’am. I hated the word ma’am.
Fable’s smile was obnoxious despite being clocked in the stomach only half a second ago, and Nova’s knowing glint pissed me off, too.
Shameless bastards, both of them.
But I addressed the woman without letting the other two rile me up too much. “I’d re-think working at this place. Here, call this number and tell them you need a gig and that one of us sent you. Give them the name Aidan.”
It hurt to use his name, but Aidan was the first person to offer it whenever someone needed our help. They wouldn’t know he was gone, and maybe that was what hurt the most.
He’d stayed away from the Shadow Stalker community outside of our little renegade group, but this was the one thing he still did. His contacts at the number I wrote down knew to help whenever Aidan’s name was used. It was how we saved them from demon-frequented places, and I only used it when I knew they were in real danger of being demon dinner.
Nova wouldn’t knowingly endanger a human, I didn’t think, but this place was overrun. And until I could take out the trash, she wasn’t safe, so I quickly jotted down the number and held it out to her.
Face morphed with confusion, she slowly took the card from me. “But I—”
“These types…” I motioned to all the people in the room, hearing their resounding snarls. Like music to my ears. “They aren’t safe, believe me. That number will find you a better place. Better pay, too. Just trust me, one chick to another.”
Nova folded his hands together and nodded at the woman when she looked at him expectantly. “Call that number, Mary. She’s right. Oh, and I’ll take my usual.”
Fable’s eyes were still glued to me, but he addressed Mary when it was his turn, “I’ll take any cut of steak you have, medium, and whatever ale you have on tap.”
Whateverseemed like the word of the day.
Mary hurried off, clearly done with this weird group of misfits, and I discarded my gum into another piece of paper from my jacket pocket. When I looked over, both men were still staring, and I sighed loudly in disgust. “What?”
Fable’s eyes danced with amusement. “Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend? Are you taking applications?”
What were we, twelve?
Even though it was childish and ridiculous, my hussy assactuallyconsidered it for a second.
Nova cleared his throat, and we both looked over to find the fallen angel no longer smiling.
The glint in his eyes was outright dangerous, and it made me pause for a second before I shrugged and stared at the man beside me. “I don’t do relationships,” I said with a finality that made the angel smile.
He brushed back wavy black hair and nodded noncommittally. “Sure, sure. I’m down for side piece, too. Your slave, even. I’m not picky.”
“Fable,” Nova warned, his green eyes intermixed with red, “have you forgotten why I asked you here?”
The oversized angel crossed his arms and arrogantly eyed the other man across the table. “What, you’re the only one who gets to bend the rules, is it? Or is history repeating itself, old friend?”
I wasn’t stupid and picked up on the pointed implication. “If you don’t want to take my bat to the stomach again, I’d suggest being careful with what you say, asshole,” I warned.
Fable put his hands in the air in mock surrender. “Fair enough. It’s not really a crime to fall in love or anything for angels. Except, your boy here committed the ultimate crime against the Heavens.”
