One Hell of a Guy: The Cambion Trilogy, Book 1 Read Free

managed not to look unkempt. He was broad of shoulder and brow, and could have been used as a picture definition of the words chiseled jaw .
    “Am I drooling?” she asked Miri.
    Miri giggled. “Not yet, but I don’t think anyone would blame you.”
    “No, I think — shit!” Lily snapped her gaze away and turned to face out onto the dance floor again. “He caught me looking.”  
    Miri shrugged. “I imagine he’s used to being looked at,” she said pragmatically.
    “He looks familiar.”
    “Yeah, he does,” Miri said. “That’s because he’s Superman-handsome. They all start to look alike after a while. You should ask him to dance.”
    “Have you seen me dance?” Lily asked, shaking her head. “If I wanted him to like me, that would be the last thing I’d do.”
    “Oh my God, Lily,” Miri said, shaking her head. “You dance fine.”
    “I don’t,” Lily said. “It’s like an epileptic on ice skates.”
    Miri sighed and repeated herself. “You dance fine. I’d say you were fishing for compliments if it was anyone but you.”
    “Meaning?”
    “Meaning I’d call you a liar, you weirdo. But it’s not lying if you really believe it, which you shouldn’t. Now go ask him to dance.”
    Lily opened her mouth to give another reason why she couldn’t, but the thing was … she could. “Okay,” she said. Maybe she’d been reading too much XOJane , but damn it, there was no reason she couldn’t go over there and ask him to dance.
    She set her mojito down next to Miri, said, “Watch that,” and headed over to the other side of the bar. Superman-handsome was standing on the opposite side of the square, so it took her a few minutes to make her way through the little knots of people congregating along its length. She used the time to run lines in her head.
    Hey, wanna dance? Not exactly scintillating, but sometimes the old standbys got the job done.
    I couldn’t help noticing you look like Superman. Yeah, no. Even though Miri was right, no. He’d probably heard that, or variations of it, a bunch of times, anyway.
    If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?
    Her own silly thought actually made her have to stifle a giggle, and by that point she was approaching him from behind — and quite an approach it was, because the view was pretty spectacular. She took a moment to appreciate it, which turned out to be a very good thing, as it also gave her a moment to overhear what he and the bartender were talking about.
    “—just saying,” the bartender said. “They toss themselves at you like nothing I’ve ever seen and you just turn them all down. What’s up with that?”
    “It’s boring ,” Superman-handsome replied, and he did indeed sound bored, perhaps terminally so. “Have you ever gotten sick to death of something?”
    “Sure I have,” the bartender agreed. “Like, the first Halloween in the new house, we didn’t know the neighborhood, right? And we bought three times as many of those little mini candy bars as we needed. So, of course, for every one I handed out, I ate two. Wound up with a hell of a stomach ache.”
    “Yeah, like that. Too much of a good thing.”
    “And then after the kids were in bed,” the bartender continued, “I banged the hell out of my wife, bellyache and all, because you know what never gets boring, man? That.”
    Superman-handsome just shrugged. “Anything can get boring.”
    The bartender noticed her standing there and said, “Sorry, can I get you something?”
    Lily shook her head, avoided Superman-handsome’s gaze as he turned to look at her over his shoulder.
    “No, sorry,” she said. “I have a drink, back with my friend,” and she backed up, carefully, three or four steps, then turned and fled back to Miri’s side, giggling the whole way.

Chapter 3

    MIRI ARCHED AN eyebrow when Lily turned back up to claim her drink. “That was fast.”
    “Yeah, I’ll say.” Lily filled her in on the overheard conversation, then