“Yeah, they do that. I think it means they like you … if they decide to let you understand them.” I turned to the Hounds, who were nodding in agreement at my words. “I think it’s high time I was able to tell you two apart.” I pointed at the one that Luci was riding like a horse. “White spot, what’s your name?”

He showed his teeth in what I hoped was a smile and not him thinking about biting me. “Bub, at your service!”

“And I’m Beezle!” the one who had reassured me about my outfit added.

“Well, nice to finally meet you properly. Next time, remember that it’s polite to exchange names before you start French kissing my ferret … Now, I had to remove the fake tail because a limp tail looks way more suss than no tail at all, I think … don’t you think? And do demons wear glasses?” I looked down, wondering if there was anywhere in this outfit I could stash my glasses. My contacts would start to annoy me as the night wore on, and I didn’t know how long SJ would drag this task on for.

“Quit worrying—nobody’s gonna be looking at your face, Bliss …” Beezle remarked.

“Yeah, they’re all gonna be placing bets on when your tits escape!” Luci nipped Bub on the ear, and he yelped.

“Thank you, I’m glad us girls are sticking together, Lulu!”

“I’ll be betting on how long it takes for Boss to whisk you away so none of the other demons get to witness the boobs making their break for freedom,” Beezle tilted his head, regarding my chest so intently that I probably didn’t need any stage makeup to be demoness red. “I’m gonna say less than five minutes.”

“He’s a real boob man, our Boss,” Bub agreed sagely.

I rolled my eyes, but the body part in question tingled, my nipples budding against the leather. “Oh, I’m aware.”

“Maybe Boss should have made a boob glory portal!” Bub grinned at Beezle. “Could’ve just reached through and fondled them every time he was feeling a bit lonely.”

My heart panged. Had he been feeling lonely?

“Hang on!” I snapped suddenly, rounding on them. “Did you say a glory portal? Has he got one of those?”

The Hounds regarded one another silently.

“Noooo …” they howled in unison.

“I don’t believe you.”

“Oh well, it’s lucky then …” Beezle yipped.

I scrunched up my nose. “What’s lucky?”

“That you’ve run out of time to interrogate us!”

The pair of them shoved me through the portal.

“Oh! And by the way … Boss doesn’t—” their voices drifted away as I was whisked into the maelstrom of the portal.

34. Dare You

Chapter 34

Dare You

SJ