Sweet Revenge (Dueling with the Devil) Read Online Free

table. She swatted at the oversized boat s, mouthing a few un-ladylike phrases. She focused on the voice on the other end of her call.
    “ Nuh-uh. I can’t come tonigh t , ” she replied.
    The idiot across from her continued his immature behavior .“ Hold on a minut e, Laurent .” She put the phone against her leg to muffle the sound .“ Loo k, shithead. Stop acting like you’re five . ”
    He poute d, oozing sex with his slightly tussled hair and lips l u s h e n o ugh to b i t e . “ I’m bored . ”
    “ Okay. Get the check and we’ll leave .” She brought the phone back to her ear .“ Sorry ’bout that. Why do you need to see me tonight ? ”
    “ Bel l, I’m worried about you. I haven’t seen you since the night you found out Jacque was getting married. I know you’re not okay. Please tell me you haven’t killed or maimed anyone .” Concern tainted her brother’s voice.
    “ Naw. I’ve left no bodies in my wak e, at least not yet .” She glared at Xavier as he flirted with the waitress.
    Static made her strain to hear Laurent’s whining .“ Come o n, S i ss y . Meet me for one drink and I’ll leave you alone . ”
    She hated when he did that. She could never tell him no .“ I’m not sure. Let me think about it . ”
    “ All right. I’ll be at Utopia around eleve n, so stop by . ”
    Her face flushed with hatred when the server’s high-pitched laughter rang through the room as she accepted Xavier’s credit card .“ I’ll see what I can do . ”
    Bell fumed as Xavier grazed his hand up the back of the waitress’ leg. The girl leaned i n, sharing a private conversation with the demon. Again with the stupid laugh.
    “ Yeah. Yeah. I love yo u, too. Uh-huh. I’ll try to make it. Alright. Look. I gotta run .” She hit the ‘End Call’ button hard e n o ugh t o a l m o s t b r ea k a n a i l .
    Xavier tilted back in his chair and placed his hands behind his head .“ S o, who pissed in your Wheaties ? ”
    “ What’s wrong with you ?” she snarled.
    His grin brought out the demon in him .“ What did I do ? ”
    “ Do you have to act like a sub-level demon? I know you’re from the Wasteland slum s, but I’m sure you can muster some class. And stop feeling up the help ! ”
    “ Aw. I’m touched. You’re jealous .” He chuckled at his own insincerity.
    She kicked him under the table .“ No one’s jealou s, but that doesn’t give you permission to be disrespectful . ”
    Bell glared at the serve r, when she returned with the credit card. Her eyes flashed demon-red for just a secon d, causing Ms. Giggles to stumble back a few steps .“ Y’all have a good nigh t , ” she muttered in retreat.
    “ You didn’t have to scare her off. She could’ve been some entertainment for the rest of the nigh t, since you’re not in the mood for any fun .” He pocketed the receipt and stood.
    Bell spied the waitress eyeing him from the other side of the room. She rounded the tabl e, pushed up on her toes and circled her arms around Xavier’s neck. Feeling the solid pressure of his body against her breast s, she tasted his lip s, savoring the saltiness of his mouth. He folded himself around her. Thic k, strong arms snaked around her waist. His hands tangled in her hair as he explored deeper. Blood pulsed through her body and her breathing became labored. Finall y, she brought her hands down his chest and forced him away. She needed to distance hersel f, or take him right there in the restaurant. Xavier slowly seeped under her ski n, his heady intoxication more potent than the vodka.
    As Bell tried to walk awa y, he grabbed her han d, jerking her back into his arms .“ What’s that all about ? ”
    “ Just showing Blondie who’s running this show . ”
    He stared down at her .“ Marking your territory ? ”
    “ N o, no. Another woman isn’t going to flirt with a man in my presenc e, whether he belongs to me or not. Just needed to put her back in her place .”
    “ Keep it up and I’m