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and mutate into worry when I tell them I hired you to find my attacker.”
    “Demon.”
    “It still sounds crazy to me when you say that.” She shook her head. There was no way…
    Gabe shrugged, pouring a glass of milk. “So we don’t tell them you hired me. It’s your business, not theirs.”
    “The milk’s spoiled.” He lifted the glass, inspecting the contents. Tegan headed for the bathroom. “You don’t get it. If we don’t tell them, then they’ll assume you’re my new boyfriend. My mother will gush. It could get ugly.”
    “I’ve faced hungry Slater demons in the sewers. I can handle a little mom gushing.”
    “Don’t you hear how crazy that sounds?”
    “Mom gushing?”
    Tegan sighed, shaking her head. “You know what I’m talking about.”
    “Not saying the word ‘demon’ won’t make them not exist.” He poured the milk in the sink and walked to the window, staring at the parking lot below. “You may not want to face it yet, but the sooner you start taking it seriously, the safer you’ll be.”
    She watched his back, remembering the sight of the scars hidden underneath his shirt. This wasn’t a joke or a game, and deep down the truth taunted her. Her attacker’s eyes had changed color, glowed, and those teeth. A shudder shot through her. She hadn’t imagined it all… She reached up to touch her scar. Gabe was right. This was real, and she needed to face it.
    “If I start spouting off about demons I’ll end up in the mental hospital again.”
    He turned around. The set of his jaw made him look hardened and fierce, not like the charmer who came out of her bathroom in nothing but a towel. The dichotomy within him pulled at her even more than his body did.
    “I’m not suggesting you tell another soul about demons. I’m saying that between us, you need to recognize and accept what we’re up against. There’s no sugarcoating what’s out there.”
    She swallowed the last vestige of the “rational” voice in her head. “If a demon is really searching for me, then the last place I should be is a birthday party at my parents’.”
    One corner of his mouth softened as he gave her a nod of approval. “And I’d argue that if a demon is looking for you then life might be too short to hold off on family visits.”
    “You still think I should go.” She sighed.
    He went back into her kitchen area and rinsed out his glass in the sink. “I think we should investigate the beach outside the hotel today, and eat with your parents tonight.”
    “We should definitely check out the hotel, but I can handle the party on my own.” She walked to the bathroom and peered at him from around the door. “My mom will be thrilled to hear I’m coming to the party after all.” Pressing her lips together for a moment, she added, “Thanks, Gabe.”
    He tipped his head with a smile. “Just doing my job. And unless we find that demon today, you’re not going to the party alone.”
    His words were like a slap in the face with a reality towel. Of course he was doing his job. Duh. She’d been a schmuck for being moved that he wanted her to invite him to come along and protect her. “If we don’t find him, then you can wait in the car.”
    She closed the door, turned on the water, and rested her back against the wall. What was wrong with her? They weren’t playing house here. The guy, or demon, who attacked her was in San Diego. She’d hired Gabe to find him.
    Why did he have to make her smile? And why did he have to look so amazing in a towel? Ugh. After four years without a date or even a real friend, she was out of practice with boundaries. This was a business transaction, not a friendship. Or anything else. If she couldn’t keep that thought in her head this arrangement was never going to work.
    Stepping into the shower, she closed her eyes, moaning when the hot water rolled down her tense body. Gabe wasn’t being paid to pretend to be nice to her.
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    Gabe heard the water come on while he