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what sluts call themselves these days?” Gerard arched a brow at the incubus, knowing the slang commonly used for incubi would hit home.
    The male did not react. Instead, he remained in a relaxed pose, his fingers tapping softly on the desktop. “Tell me, why do I smell so much human scent on you? Is there a reason you need to feed on so many lately?” Sebastian countered.
    Gerard bared his fangs at him, an attempt to intimidate the incubus, whose rebuttal hit a sore spot. “Don’t push your luck with me, Sebastian. Your day will come.” He spun on his heel and walked out.

 
     
    CHAPTER FIVE
     
     
    Bright rays of sunshine came through the truck’s window and reflected off the rhinestones on Wendy’s bag, causing bursts of tiny rainbows to dance across the roof.
    Wendy watched the colorful display. It helped her remain quiet and ignore the others in the vehicle.
    Using some kind of mind control, Cyn had swayed the doctor into releasing her early from the hospital. Dressed in jogging pants and a T-shirt that Emma had purchased for her, she’d been bundled up and carried out by Jake.
    After climbing into Cyn’s truck, they drove to her apartment, where Emma and Cyn left her in the truck with the bodyguard while they went in and picked up clothes and a few other items that she might need.
    Wendy noticed that Emma also grabbed the rolling bag where she kept all her jewelry-making supplies. Exactly how long were they planning to keep her captive?
    As they drove through the heavy Atlanta traffic, Wendy could not keep silent any longer, although she still refused speak to the traitors in the front seats. She slid closer to Jake and the man frowned down at her.
    “Do you have any gum?” She smiled sweetly at him.
    He shook his head. “No.”
    Then, she placed her hand on his knee. “How about a mint?” The muscles under her hand constricted, and he looked at her through narrowed eyes.
    “No.”
    “Wendy, stop bothering Jake.” Emma tried to sound stern, but she smiled when she turned to look at her. With an apologetic look, she spoke to Jake, “Sorry, Wendy likes to mess with people, especially quiet ones like you.”
    Huffing in mock disgust, Wendy moved away from Jake. “If I were speaking to you Emma, I would be calling you a spoilsport. I’m sure little Jake here can handle himself.”
    Cyn’s shoulders shook. He was trying hard not to laugh out loud, but a chuckle escaped. Jake must have caught sight of it as well because he shifted uncomfortably in his seat, clenching his jaw.
    “Is there anything else you need?” he asked, barely moving his lips.
    Her eyebrows shot up. The man could actually speak an entire sentence.
    “No, thank you,” she replied and went back to looking at the floating rainbows on the car’s roof.
    A few minutes later, Cyn drove through an ornate iron gate, which automatically swung open when they pulled up. He followed a circular cobblestone driveway and stopped in front of a massive residence.
    Wendy emerged from the truck and studied the house.The stark grey stucco facade of the three-story building was softened by white shutters, which flanked the sides of every window. Colossal fluted pillars gave the massive oak front door old southern-plantation warmth. Ferns hanging from iron hooks swayed in the breeze, while the soft squeak of two white rocking chairs flowed in rhythm with the plants.
    The door opened just as they reached the porch. An older man dressed entirely in black with perfectly coifed grey hair gave them a stiff nod and moved aside to allow them in.
    Cyn helped Wendy hobble in on her crutches, and Emma entered behind them, followed by Jake, who placed Wendy’s bag inside the doorway and returned to the vehicle.
    Wendy watched Jake walk away and sighed, wishing she could run after him, shove him aside, and jump into the car to escape.
    It wasn’t that she wasn’t grateful for her friends’ concern. After all, she was in no hurry to run into another demon,