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turned his deep blue eyes up at her. “Women always think they are going to save the bad boy. Well, it never works. Besides, a demon is worse than any bad boy who ever lived. We can't be saved."
    She winced. He was hitting below the belt with that since her history was littered with bad boys and broken hopes. She decided to give it one more try. “Don't be patronizing and answer the question."
    Jack sighed and crushed his fingers into fists so tight his knuckles turned white. “You're a human and I'm a demon."
    "Mixed species, huh?” It sounded gross, and maybe Jack thought about her like she would about her cat. “If you honestly don't desire me, you're off the hook?"
    Sara held her breath. She wanted to cover her ears closed rather than listen to Jack's reply but had to hear.
    "Of course I desire you. I'm a demon."
    "You keep saying that like it's the worst thing in the world."
    "Not only the world. The worst thing in creation."
    "Spare me. You have power and you can't tell a lie. Most girls would kill for a man like that."
    "Girls who hang around with demons learn to kill, if they live long enough."
    She shuddered, but she could see through his strategy. “Well, I'm not planning on hanging around with you that long. I'm just looking for a good time and I think you're it. I guess I'll just have to settle for one handsome devil tonight."
    Jack shook his head as if he couldn't believe her foolishness. “I could get you a guy a lot better looking than me. One missing the horns and the bat-wings.” He gave a slow, easy spread of his wings and hovered inches from the ground. “These little accessories make trips to the beach a little outre."
    "I don't like the beach."
    Jack's eyes narrowed. “All right, this is my final offer. In addition to good looking, he'll have a decent job and won't mess around any more than the average guy."
    She sighed.
    "I'm not done,” Jack protested. “Also, I'll find some intelligent. I'll even make sure he has a sense of humor."
    Sara folded her arms across her chest and stared at him. His eyes followed her movement, lingered on her breasts for just a second.
    A thrill shivered through her at the brush of his awareness, his unstated acknowledgment of her as a woman. “You don't listen too good, do you? You're stuck with me. Besides, there isn't a guy in the world with a decent sense of humor. They all think the Three Stooges are funny."
    He looked confused. “The Three Stooges are funny."
    "See."
    Jack's lips curled up. “All right you got me. But I'm not a guy."
    He might not be a human, but Sara's internal radar told her he definitely was all guy. “Jack, get it through your horned skull. I don't want your three wishes. I don't trust you to deliver them. What I trust is the magic that brought you here."
    Jack set his jaw and glared at her.
    He looked so darned cute she was almost tempted to jump across the glowing blue wards and pat him on the head. That definitely wouldn't be a good idea.
    Cute wasn't a word she would normally have associated with a six-foot plus demon with a build that a human would spend years in the gym trying to cultivate. If she stretched it, his little horns might be classified as cute. If he combed his hair right, they probably wouldn't be visible at all. Folded down or not, his bat wings weren't cute. What they were was interesting. Were they fully functional, she wondered? Could he pick her up in those strong arms and fly across Dallas like Superman with Lois Lane in the old movies? That would be sexy, not cute.
    What made Jack really attractive, she realized, went beyond the physical. Demon or not, he was the only male she'd ever known who would really listen when she talked, who acted like she mattered not because she was a potential sex partner, but because she had something special to say. He might sulk a little, but Jack didn't seem to think it was his god-given right to have her fall at his feet. Tempting though that might be.
    Jack stared at the