Yum. “Left hoof prints at the spa, or so I hear.”
“I have a book from Bella,” Liam said. “I might have to get one of those.”
“A book?” He offered his scone to Liam. “They’re making more of these. You want a coffee?”
“No, go ahead. I’ll order a coffee and something.” Liam stood up and ordered a cappuccino and a brownie, the pretty blonde waiting on him. They looked good together.
Edible.
“Be good, Mourning Dove,” Elijah moaned quietly. This was not what he’d come for. He was here to investigate mystical activity, not get his horndog on.
Liam was flirting, playing with Shiloh, making her grin. That was nice. Asshole. He found himself grinning a little too. They did look fucking hot together. So hot. He was overheating fast.
Liam came back with a coffee and a sweet. “You okay, ’Lijah?”
“Yeah. I am. She’s hot as hell, huh?”
“Blistering.” Liam rolled his eyes. “And I’m not here for that.”
“Neither am I.” He grinned. “Still, a man can’t help but look.” Just the way he was looking at Liam.
“Look and fantasize, hmm?”
“Uh-huh.” Elijah willed his dick to go down and gulped a swallow of coffee.
“Where are you staying? Here?”
“Waiting to check into the hotel down the way,” Elijah said.
“Room three.”
Well, he’d be damned. “So, what about this book?” he asked.
“Bella found it locked in her office. Said it’s been tucked away for three years, and she has no idea how it got there. It’s active, giving off some weird-assed readings.”
“Yeah? And you have it now?” He wanted to see it, if Liam had it.
“I do. You want to come to the hotel and look it over with me?”
“You bet.” He grinned wider. “Get that brownie to go, huh?”
“Hey, can I have mine to go?” Liam asked Shiloh.
She looked over. “You’re leaving already?”
“Oh, we’re both in town for a bit,” Elijah told her, standing up so he could crack his back. All that driving. “Hopefully I’ll see you again. Shiloh, is it?”
“It is.” Her sunny smile made his heart beat faster.
“Nice to meet you, Shiloh.” He held out his hand. “I’m Elijah.”
“Hi, Elijah. Tomorrow is roast beef and provolone.”
“Peppers?” He enjoyed a pepper ring or two with his roast beef.
“I bet we can manage that, yeah.”
“Then I’ll be here with bells on.”
“I’d love to see that,” Liam murmured.
His cock jerked. Okay. Yum. Elijah cleared his throat. “See you tomorrow, Shiloh.”
“Have a good afternoon!”
“Thanks.” He led Liam out into the chilly spring sunlight. “So, I thought you didn’t travel much.”
“I don’t, but Bella is an old friend and she wouldn’t call if it wasn’t important.”
“How did you meet her?” They headed back for the hotel. “Have you checked in?”
“Yep. Room three, remember?” Liam dangled a key. “Bouncy little gal with dreadlocks registered me. And Bella has a knack with books. You need something that you can’t find anywhere? Email Bella. She’s got her fingers in pies all over, which you know, weird for an older lady with an iffy Wi-Fi connection, but it’s true.”
“I’ll introduce you to Nova tomorrow. She’s a font of local mystical knowledge.”
“It’s a deal,” Liam said. The wind was blowing hard by the time they got to the hotel, a hint of cold on the air.
“Cool. Can we just use your room, man? Like I said, I haven’t checked in.”
“Absolutely, come on up.”
He followed Liam up the grand stairway, watching that tight ass move under Liam’s cargo pants. He’d never denied himself the pleasure of a hot man or woman, really, preferring not to be so specific.
Sex was sex was fabulous orgasms.
Elijah grinned, thinking how horrified his mom would be to hear him say that.
Of course, thinking of Mom helped deflate him some. That was just wrong. Maybe he’d get through the book before he exploded.
“Here we are.” Liam unlocked the door. “Come on