Cat Devon - The Entity Who Came for Christmas

Happy Sol--crap! Pru Daniels said after opening the front door of her friend and fellow witch Zoe Adams house. Seeing who was standing on the front porch this Winter Solstice made Prus heart and her fists clench.

Out of all the vampires in the world, he had to walk back into her life. Simon Howell. As a witch, she should have known better than to hook up with a vampire Demon Hunter. She should have known better than to hook up with a vampire, period. Adding Demon Hunter to the mix just made things worse.

Happy Sol--crap to you as well, Simon drawled. I believe the proper greeting is Happy Solstice. Or Happy Yule. Unless you were going for the more generic Happy Holidays?

She recognized that lift of his eyebrow. He did it whenever he was baiting her. Or getting ready to kiss her. He looked as sexy as ever with his light brown hair, blue eyes, and a wickedly endearing smile that hid the fact he was capable of ripping your throat out. He was dressed all in black, from his long leather trench coat to his cashmere sweater and well-fitting jeans.

Pru had only arrived in Chicago a few hours ago to visit her friend Zoe. The two of them had been members of the same witches coven back in Boston. Pru had flown in on American Airlines, not a broomstick.

What are you doing here, Simon? she demanded.

Visiting Damon, Simon replied.

Damon Thornheart was Zoes boyfriend. No way, Pru said.

What are you doing here? Simon asked. Waiting for me, perhaps?

I had no idea youd be here. If I did, I would never have come to visit Zoe. This is her house, not Damons. You cant cross the threshold unless youre invited.

Simon! Damon greeted him as he came to the door. Great seeing you, man. Come on in.

Pru held out her hand in the universal stop-right-there motion. Its not his house, she reminded Simon.

Whats going on here? Zoe said as she came to stand beside Pru.

He cant come in, Pru said.

Hes Simon Howell, Damon said. My sire. The vampire who turned me.

Pru shouldnt have been surprised to learn that Damon was a vampire. She should have picked up on that when shed first arrived but had been distracted. Besides, Damon had been gone most of the day.

Pru pointed to Simon. Hes a vampire Demon Hunter.

So am I, Damon retorted. Whats the problem?

I do believe the problem may be that the lovely Pru and I hooked up last year. Simons voice was smooth.

You two know each other? Zoe looked at Pru with surprise.

How long are you going to make me stand out here? Simon demanded. Its starting to snow.

Invite him in, Damon ordered Zoe.

Please dont, Pru begged her.

Are you afraid of him? Zoe asked Pru.

Tell the truth now, Simon drawled. He drawled a lot. Not in a southern charmer kind of way but in a British snarky kind of way.

Im not afraid of him, Pru said. I just hate him, thats all.

Why? Whats he done to you? Zoe demanded.

Yes, Pru. Do tell them what I did to you. His voice was like smooth chocolate with a kick. Tell them every breathtaking intimate little thing. Dont leave out any of the sexual details.

Zoe put an arm around Pru and glared at Simon. You may not come in. Damon, I suggest you take your friend to your own place and get him the hell off my front porch! Zoe shoved Damon outside and shut the door.

Nice move, pissing off two powerful witches, Damon growled. Was that really necessary?

Simon shrugged. Perhaps not, but it was fun.

Now what?

I suggest we go to your place.

Follow me. Damon moved with vamp superspeed the few blocks to his loft apartment. He and Simon arrived together.

Nice place, Simon noted. He liked the open floor plan, which made sneak attacks more difficult. Simon was aware that Damon was now living in an area known as Vamptown. Not known to mortals, of course. Only to vampires. All the major cities had districts that were devoted to various vampire clans. Here in Chicago there were three major clansVamptown, Gold Coast, and South Side. Personally, Simon thought the Gold Coast clan sounded more aristocratic, but then no one had asked for his opinion.

Simon was more formal than some other vampires in both his attire and speech. Hed been accused of being snobbish and aristocratic. He was famous for his calm and his ruthlessness. All of which was fine by him.

Youve been off the radar for months. Whats going on? Damon demanded.

Simon removed his trench coat and made himself comfortable on Damons leather couch. He didnt like having to explain himself to anyone. He certainly didnt like the way things had turned out lately. But in order to get the situation fixed, he needed to be up-front with Damon or at least partially up-front.

Im cursed, Simon said.

Damon laughed. So? What else is new? Youre a vampire Demon Hunter. Of course youre going to be cursed by demons.

Simon supposed he couldnt blame Damon for teasing him. Perhaps he should have come to Vamptown sooner. But hed been busy tracking down leads that had ended up going nowhere. So hed finally come here. This is serious.

Being cursed by demons isnt serious?

No, really, Im cursed and its all that witchs fault! Simon growled.

Damon looked at Simon in disbelief. My witch cursed you?

No, of course not. It was the other one. Pru.

The one you hooked up with last year?

Yes. Big mistake.

Dealing with witches can be tricky, Damon said.

Having sex with one is even trickier.

I know. What were you thinking?

That shes beautiful and hot.

And a witch.

Yeah, that, too.

I didnt think witches could curse a vampire Demon Hunter, Damon said.

Normally they cant. But Pru isnt a normal witch.

Shes a crazy one?

Not exactly.

Then what exactly? Damon demanded. Why was she able to curse you and what exactly is this curse? Does it prevent you from hunting and killing demons? Because if so, Ill have Zoe reverse the curse immediately.

No, the curse doesnt affect those abilities.

Then why didnt you come when I was dealing with the demon outbreak here in Vamptown earlier this year? Damon demanded.

Because it was Silas. Id already helped you with that uber-demon before. I was not allowed to help you with him again. Besides, I knew you could defeat him.

So there is a limit on how many times you can assist me in defeating demons? Damon asked.

Not a limit per se. Silas was a special case because I helped you escape his fiendish torture when he wrongfully imprisoned you in hell.

What about since then?

Things have been relatively quiet in Vamptown since then, have they not? Demon-wise, I mean. Isnt that correct? Simon asked.

Yes.

And Ive been dealing with demons overseas, Simon said.

Lets get back to this curse Pru supposedly placed on you.

Theres no supposed about it. She definitely cursed me.

You said shes not a normal witch. What makes her different?

Aside from the fact that she has the most gorgeous face and long blond hair and eyes like emeralds? Simon drawled sarcastically.

Damon grimaced. Like emeralds? Really? Yeah, aside from all those clichs.

Its rather a long story.

Ive got time, Damon said.

Dont you have to return to Zoe? Simon asked.

She kicked me out.

Not permanently, surely.

No, she and her grandmother along with Pru are doing some sort of Winter Solstice dinner and celebration tonight.

And they didnt invite you? How rude of them, Simon said.

I dont eat. I consume blood, remember?