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I couldn’t help but briefly ponder how soft and kissable they looked.
    â€œHey,” I said.
    â€œHey.”
    Despite whatever attraction burned between us, the engine of our conversation always took a little while to turn over. I led him inside, and his expression faltered a bit when he saw Bastien.
    â€œOh. Hi.”
    â€œHello,” boomed Bastien, extending his hand. “Bastien Moreau.”
    â€œSeth Mortensen.”
    â€œA pleasure. I’ve heard all about you. Your books are fabulous. I mean, I’ve never read any of them—just don’t have the time for that anymore—but I’m sure they’re magnifique .”
    â€œUm, thanks.”
    â€œBastien is an old friend,” I explained. “He’s going to be in town for a while on . . . business.”
    Seth nodded, and silence dropped in between all of us like a fourth companion. Finally, Bastien cleared his throat. I could see from his face that he was already losing interest, dismissing Seth as too quiet and unexciting. The incubus craved action.
    â€œWell, I should take off. I don’t want to interrupt your plans.”
    â€œWhat are you going to do?” I asked. “You can’t have any plans of your own yet.”
    He winked. “I’ll improvise.”
    I gave him a knowing look.
    Ruffling my hair again, he embraced me and kissed each of my cheeks. “I’ll be in touch, Fleur. Make sure you keep an eye on the news.”
    â€œI’ll never leave my television.”
    Bastien gave Seth a friendly nod. “Nice meeting you.” When the incubus was gone, Seth asked, “When you say ‘old friend,’ are we talking, like . . . since the Ice Age?”
    â€œNo. Of course not.”
    â€œOh.”
    â€œIt’s only been about four hundred years.”
    â€œAh. Yes. Only four hundred.” A wry expression spread over his face. “Being with you is a continual experiment in perspective. Among other things.” He considered. “So what is he? Werewolf? Demigod?”
    â€œNothing so exciting. He’s an incubus. You must have heard of those.”
    Seth nodded, frowning. “Sure. Like a succubus only . . . he has to go after women to survive?”
    I nodded.
    â€œWow. For all eternity. Wow .” His eyebrows shot up as true wonder played over his face. “That’s got to be . . . wow. That’s really rough.”
    My eyes narrowed. “Don’t even start down that road.”
    Bastien had said he didn’t want to interrupt our plans, but we didn’t really have any, short of spending the evening together. I suppose most couples, running out of options, could have resorted to sex or at least making out, but the nature of our relationship required a full itinerary. We mustered some ideas.
    â€œYou want to rent a movie?” I offered. “I’ve got some coupons.”
    We ended up renting Gladiator , at which time I discovered Horatio’s free rental coupons had expired long ago.
    â€œThat son of a bitch!”
    â€œWho?” asked Seth.
    But of course I couldn’t explain. Fucking demons. Back home, Seth and I snuggled on my couch as we watched, warm and close yet still safe from any detrimental succubus effects. He listened with bemusement as I pointed out historical inaccuracies, most of which involved how much dirtier and smellier the Roman Empire had been.
    When it finished, we turned off the television and sat together in the dark. Seth stroked the side of my face, sifting through the strands of my hair and occasionally brushing my cheek with his fingers. A small gesture, yet when that was all you could do with another person, it became startlingly erotic.
    I looked up at him. I knew what I saw when I studied him. He was everything I could want and everything I couldn’t have. The steady, loving companion I’d pined for all these years. I wondered what he saw with me. The expression he wore now