to do that. But, at least I might see Mick again.
Marigold groaned in frustration. It figured her horny libido would c ircle back to him. The guy was scum. A user. A totally hot piece of ass that she wanted to jump so badly.
That’s it. There’s only one cure for what ails m e— another man. A rebound lover, so to speak.
“Tonight, after work, I’m going out and finding myself a nice, no -strings-attached man.” She spoke aloud, which was stupid since there was no one there to hear her.
Despite her determination ,though, she spent all day thinking of Mic k— naked.
*
Waking the next day—after having spent the night dreaming about a freckled witc h— Mictain found himself at a loss with what to do with himself. Until he’d solved the Marigold mystery, Lucifer had suspended his usual soul-collecting duties. And while, Lucifer had actually figured it out himself, he’d not had Mictain reinstated in the soul collection roster. An oversight Mictain didn’t plan to correct.
However, the extra time on his hands did nothing to help him decide his next move. After the sour note he and Marigold had ended things on the night before, it might prove awkward to just show up as if nothing happened. Maybe if I brought chocolate or flowers, she would forgive me? Or slam the door in his face.
He could just storm her apartment, draw her into his arms, kiss her breathless and then proceed to seduce her body. On second thought, while that really worked for him, she might not appreciate him manhandling her, especially i f she was still mad.
He needed advice. Dating advice , and not from Lucifer, the world’s greatest seducer—and most reviled ex-boyfriendof females universe wid e— but from someone with a little bit of respect for women. A man whose previous paramours still greeted him with a smile and come-hither glances.
Given the time of day, he doubted he’d find Felipe at the bar where he worked as a bouncer. When calls to his cell phone and apartment went unanswered, Mictain headed over to the gym his friend liked to frequent. Sure enough, Felipe was working out, or so he assumed by the bevy of females standing around staring and tittering. Shirtless and muscles straining, the male who could shape-shift into a three ton hellcat didn’t seem oblivious to the attention.
“Got a minute?” Mictain asked his friend when he stopped doing reps with the barbell to mop his brow.
“Sure. Why don’t we hit the men’s sauna?”
An audible sigh of disappointment swept through the gathered women , and Mictain restrained himself from snorting. How does he do it? The guy must have some kind of a cock or technique to inspire such a reaction.
Stripping first in the locker room, they each wrapped a towel around their loins for modesty’s sake. The sauna let out a puff of steam when they entered, and sweat immediately formed on his body. Mictain flopped onto the wooden bench with a heavy sigh.
“Dude, you look seriously bummed. Is the boss man running you ragged again with plagues?”
“No. Worse. He wants me to seduce a woman.”
Felipe choke d— with laughter. “Excuse me. I think I heard you wrong.”
“Doubtful. As fucked up as it sounds, I’m to get close to a mortal witch and find out how come she can see me when I’m wearing my reaper cloak.”
“So ask her.”
“I did. She didn’t know. The boss thinks she’s hiding the truth so he thought if I seduced her , I could get her to open up and tell me.”
“And you came to me for tips? Dude, don’t tell me it’s been so long you’ve forgotten how?” Felipe chortled and slapped his thigh.
A frown knitted Mictain’s brows together. “I haven’t forgotten. I was doing perfectly fine until Lucifer showed up.”
Felipe howled louder. “You had an audience. This is getting better and better.”
“Not really. I went from almost getting head to getting kicked out because she caught on to the fact I was pumping her for