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The English Summer adventure continues.

"No, but it'd be fun to see you in a collar." Dory winked at me again, smiling.

"Isidore!" Gabriel snapped.

"Oh, he knows I'm just teasing. Just because you're a mean old codger doesn't mean everyone is." Dory shook her head. "You got the short end of the stick on this, Rafe. Gabby has a vendetta against fun."

"Don't you have somewhere you need to be, Isidore?" Gabriel asked, looking exasperated.

"Nope, Anna's orgy isn't until tonight." Dory paused. "Oh, I probably wasn't supposed to tell you that. Um, bye!" The cherub vanished with a resounding crack, leaving the scent of ozone behind.

"She's interesting," I said, if only to break the ringing silence.

"She's psychotic," Gabriel corrected, trying to sound disapproving, but there was a smile on his lips. I had to fight down the urge to kiss him. I wanted terribly to crush our mouths together, maybe bite him a little and taste his blood. I realized he was giving me a funny look. "Are you okay?"

I licked my lips, my mouth suddenly dry. "Fine, just a little buzzed, is all." He probably wouldn't react well to me telling him that I wanted to shove him down on the kitchen floor and rub myself against him like a cat so that he'd smell like me. I hadn't realized that little urge was weird until the first guy I'd ever dated had threatened to break my nose after I got a bit too touchy-feely in public. By 'dated' I mean screwed around with. He'd gone on to renounce his so-called homosexual tendencies after a stint of intensive therapy and then hung himself in the church he volunteered at.

"You won't be drinking anymore in my presence." Gabriel had lost that sexy little smile and traded it in for something more along the lines of high-handed douche. I had to fight down the urge to go along with his domineering bullshit.

"Now just hold your damn horses, this is my house and I can do what I please, Gabby." I might have sneered just a little on the pet name. I wasn't sure why, usually I was pretty good at stifling my inner jackass.

"Don't call me Gabby. I hate that name."

"Don't tell me what to do, Gabby."

By now we had edged very close to one another and I had to crane my neck up to glare into his fucking gorgeous blue eyes. Warmth radiated from him and I could almost taste his irritation with me. All I wanted to do was rub up against him, mingle our scents, make him lose his fucking mind. I didn't even really care if he fucked me, though that would definitely be fine with me, I just wanted to be as close as physically possible.

Gabriel licked his lips. "Stop doing that!"

"I'm not doing anything."

"Yes, you are. You're driving me crazy!" Gabriel was squirming a little, and he seemed to shimmer in and out of reality, like smoke blown by a fan. The part of me that wasn't a daemon would have been content to piss himself and hide under something, terrified of the utterly inhuman display. However, the part of me that wasn't human was far too stubborn to back down.

"Oh, I'm driving you crazy? You're the asshat who broke into my house and insists on telling me what to do!" Okay, maybe yelling and name-calling wouldn't solve anything, but it made me feel better.

"I'm only telling you what to do to keep you alive! Are you deaf or just an idiot? Most of Hell wants you dead, you should be grateful I'm here!"

"If my father doesn't care if I'm alive, why do you? Why am I so goddamn special?"

Gabriel didn't reply, just stared at me for a long moment, his lovely baby blues unreadable. "What makes you think Lucifer doesn't care about you?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe it has something to do with the fact that he never bothered to drop in or even let me know that he was my dad."

The archangel's face was still unreadable and sexy as all hell. In a movement that I had no hope of seeing properly, he crushed his mouth to mine. Despite all the fantasies that had been playing through my head, I was too shocked to really do much more than stand there like an idiot, at least for several seconds. By the time I processed what was going on, he was pulling back from the kiss.

Gabrie

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