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when he saw deep fried foods. Yep. All the interruptions had Dad’s name written all over it.
    I found the spot I was looking for with my tongue and his entire body shuddered. He grabbed my hips and shifted us so that I was on my back with him looming over me. His blue eyes glittered possessively and he raised his right eyebrow at me, daring me to argue. Like I was stupid enough to pick a fight now? Not likely.
    “Okay, he’s that petty.” I rolled my eyes and kicked off my ballet flats. He fumbled with the button of my jeans, and once freed, he pushed them down my hips.
    I suspected my father had help, but his brother, the Alpha, had a strictly hands-off policy when it came to the Earthly Realms. He had some sort of idea that humans were an experiment meant to be kept in a bubble and allowed to mess with each other, evolving until they reached whatever stage it was that He and Dad found themselves born into. Yeah, talk about depressing. The Omnipotent Good, the Alpha, the Beginning of All Things, was merely an overgrown twelve-year-old with an ant farm. A big, complicated ant farm. But at least He stayed the hell out of our love lives.
    Meanwhile His younger brother, the Omnipotent Evil, the Omega, the Blackness, the Death of All Light—whatever you wanted to call Dad—he definitely wasn’t hands-off. In fact, he was the original helicopter parent. Which meant he had no problems stooping to petty tricks to ruin my love life.
    “Well,” I said, kicking my jeans off, “he’s not here now.”
    “No.” Matt licked his lips and desire pooled in the pit of my stomach. He leaned back to look at me, his broad hands dropping down to caress my shoulders, across my breasts, stopping at my waist. “And thank God for that.”
    I laughed and arched my back when he trailed one finger up the side of my neck and stroked my cheek. I bit my lower lip, and love and affection and all those emotions that I knew I couldn’t deal with started bubbling up inside me. Instead of getting into that right now, I decided to get him back on track to making me one very happy little creature of unspeakable evilness. “Let’s leave my uncle out of this. And why are you still dressed? Get naked already.”
    “Yes, ma’am.” He tugged off his shirt while I fumbled with the button on his pants. With two pairs of eager hands we managed to get him out of his clothes before most women would manage to say, “Thank you, God.”
    At least if they took the time to get a gander at Matt’s abs. Because, I’ve got to say, if I didn’t have an inside track on the whole Heavenly Order thing, that man’s six-pack would be all the proof I needed that there was a God who’d earned one hell of a Hallelujah when He created the man on top of me.
    He dropped the last of his clothes onto the floor in a neat pile and grabbed my hand, lacing our fingers together before bringing them to his mouth and kissing my fingertips. Black power and emotion flowed through me. Birds outside began to screech. A cat across the alley howled like it was in heat. I fought against the urge to stretch my power and let a little general chaos out into the world. Too bad I hadn’t had my new couch fireproofed yet.
    “You’re pretty good at stripping off your clothes while horizontal and straddling a girl. Anything you need to tell me about? Women in your past I might have to hunt down and kill?”
    “Less talking now.” He lowered himself so that we were pressed against each other at all the major important parts, and brushed his lips against mine once before letting his mouth dip lower. He worked his way down my neck, between my breasts, moving south with every seductive kiss.
    “So what should I be doing?” He nibbled along my belly button and I sucked in my breath. This guy should come with a warning. I’d think he’d been getting tips from the incubi, but last I’d heard, none of them knew the belly button trick. Or they didn’t use it if they did. I shifted, trying