Hate, Date, or Mate? (Supernatural Dating Agency Book 3)

by Andie M. Long

  Ebony looked up at me from the sofa. “I’m so sorry, Shelley, for causing all this trouble. I panicked when my visions went.”

  “It’s probably that you’re so tired, Ebs. I really do think we need to find a way other than vodka for you to deal. Now just lay back for a moment while I phone Frankie, okay?”

  She nodded, and I settled a couple of cushions underneath her head and neck and she closed her eyes again.

  “Frankie, I need your help.”

  “Anytime, lovely. What can I do for you?”

  “Can you come over to the farm? Ebony is having a lot of trouble handling her visions and now she says they’ve disappeared. She turned up to Jax’s so drunk she was knocking furniture over.”

  “Oh shit. And you say the visions have left her?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Okay, babes. Give me some time to look into that and then I’ll come over. It could be late.”

  “That doesn’t matter.” Since I’d been drinking blood I’d found my body clock was changing, and I was going to bed and getting up later. It was giving me a taste of what would probably happen when I was turned.

  I ended the call and sighed. I hoped we could help her.

  “Wife. You need to rest now for an hour. It’s been a stressful afternoon for you. Ebony is asleep and mum is looking after her.” Theo grabbed my hand and pulled me in the direction of the stairs.

  “I’m wide awake. Theo, I don’t need a rest.” I complained.

  “Oh even better.” Theo said and still pulled on my hand.

  “I need to look after my friend.”

  Mary floated out into the hallway. “Love, go upstairs, because you know what men are like when they’ve got the horn on, can’t leave us alone until they’re spent. I’m okay here. Listen, I’ll make a ghostly wail outside your room if you’re needed. I need to practice it as when the Bed and Breakfast is open I’m going to start haunting the customers. Ghost sightings can bring in good trade.”

  I placed a hand on my temple. She was going to haunt the customers? It was definitely a good idea to stick with boarding supernaturals only or the incidences of death by heart attack at our establishment could be significantly higher than average amongst other b&bs in the area.

  She floated back off, and I looked at my husband. “So you have the horn, huh?”

  “I fear if I wasn’t already dead the need would kill me. It’s like my groin is trying to burst out like the creatures in that film Alien.”

  “Well, I guess you’d better take me upstairs then.”

  Theo wasn’t joking. He quickly stripped off his trousers and his cock sprung out like a jack in a box. After shedding the rest of his clothes at vamp speed he helped me out of the rest of mine.

  “I cannot wait to be sunk inside your depths.” He announced making the corner of my mouth turn up in amusement. Sometimes it took some getting used to that my husband was 127.

  He walked over to our chest of drawers and opening the top one pulled out a pair of handcuffs.

  “Theo! What are you up to, you filthy boy?”

  “I have been acquainting myself with that series all you women like, so lie on the bed. Now. Do as you’re told.”

  Hmmm, not quite sure ‘do as you’re told’ was the usual Dom command but my pussy went slick anyway at the thought of a little playtime so I climbed onto the bed.

  Theo climbed alongside me and leaning over he grabbed my wrist and clicked a cuff around it, fastening the other to a bedpost at the top of the bed.

  “I could only get one pair and I need to secure your other wrist. Ah, my tie.” He said, climbing off the bed and going through his discarded clothes. He restrained my other wrist and then sat at my feet.

  “Oh lovely wife. What shall I do to you now?” He winked.

  He licked, nibbled and kissed from my feet all the way up to near my core. His cool touch set my body to goose bump and by the time his cool tongue met my clit I was in a frenzy of need. “Oh my God, yes.”

  My back arched, and the chain rattled on one wrist while the tie tightened on the other.

  Theo continued to lick me and suck on me while his right hand travelled upwards to tease my nipples, which pebbled under his touch.

  “Please, Theo. I need you.” I was desperate to have him inside me.

  “If it wasn’t for our guest, I would keep you in here all evening. Alas, I suppose I should move things along.” He sighed, climbing up my body and rubbing along my slit with the tip of his hard dick. I spread my legs wider, and he pushed inside.

  “Ooohhh, yes, yes.”

  Theo pushed deeper, and I raised my hips matching him thrust for thrust. Being pregnant was making me even more horny than I usually was for my sexy husband. I hoped he was going to bite my neck because that made me come so hard I’d see stars. He nuzzled my neck, and I nuzzled him back.

  And as we came together, the bite was amazing. My pussy climaxed so hard around Theo’s cock I was surprised it didn’t cut off his circulation.

  Then Theo pushed me back away from him and withdrew feeling at his neck. A look of horror on his face.

  He pulled his hand away, and I saw blood on his fingertips. My vision travelled to his neck where I saw puncture wounds. My mouth felt funny and as I ran my tongue around it I felt the two protrusions.

  I had fangs?

  I. HAD. FANGS.

  I tried to feel my teeth with my hands but of course my arms were restrained.

  “Whath the fuck isth happening, Theo? Why do I haveth fangs?”

  “You bit me. You bit me!” Theo said. “How can you have fangs?”

  “Justh geth me outh these cuffths.” I was beginning to panic now.

  Theo undid the tie and then looked at the handcuffs and froze.

  “Whath?” I glared at him. “Whath up? Leth me go.”

  “Erm, when I borrowed the handcuffs, I forgot to get the keys.” Theo looked at the floor while biting on his lip. Then feeling blood running down his neck he licked his finger and ran it over the puncture wounds sealing them.

  “Then cuth them off or go backth to the shop.”

  “I didn’t get them from a shop. I kind of knew Darius wasn’t working and so I just ‘popped’ there for a second to borrow them.”

  “They’re Dariusth?”

  Theo looked sheepish.

  “Didth he know you borroweth them?”

  “I was going to take them straight back.”

  I tried to demonstrate my frustration by letting my head flop back against the pillows. Here I was, handcuffed to the bed by a were shifter policeman’s handcuffs while I seemed to have grown fangs, and in the meantime there was a guest downstairs who needed my help.

  “Go geth them.” I screamed.

  Chapter Eight

  Kim

  Lucy was running Ebony’s shop until closing and that left me, Seth and Margret helping Jax to cope with the swarm of people who descended once Shelley and Theo had taken Ebony home. At closing time we were happy to swing the open/closed sign around and lock the door.

  “Jax, you’ll need some more staff at this rate.”

  “I know.” She stretched out her body and rolled her neck. “It’s killing me. I just don’t know what’s caused it.”

  “There’s probably been a mention in a magazine or on Twitter or something.” Seth suggested. “These things happen and go viral. It’ll settle down in a day or two, I'm sure.”

  “I wish I knew the future.” Jax sucked on her top lip. “If I knew it was going to stay busy I’d hire but I don’t want to do that if it might stop. Trust Ebony's visions to stop now. I could have asked her to read my palm.”

  “Well, I’m not going anywhere.” Seth said.

  “You’ve been amazing, but now go home.” She pushed him towards the door, or rather she tried to, but her five foot waif like frame versus his six foot muscular one meant he didn’t move. In fact if he hadn’t have been looking he probably would have thought a fly had landed on him.

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p; “Well, I’d better get back. Dylan will be wondering where I am.” Margret bid us goodbye and left.

  “I’m just going to ring and see how Ebony’s doing.” I told the other two.

  It rang a few times and then a faint voice came onto the line. “Helllooooo.”

  “Mary? It’s Kim. Is Shelley or Theo there?”

  “No, lovey, they’re in bed. Can I help you at all? You’ll have to be quick though I keep fading in and out.”

  I shook my head then realised she couldn’t see me.

  “In bed? What about Ebony?”

  “She’s fast asleep on the sofa so I’m keeping an eye on her. My son came home acting very possessive and whisked Shelley upstairs. I don’t know what happened while they were out but I’m surprised he wasn’t beating his chest or dragging her around by her hair. He’d gone all caveman.”

  I laughed knowing he’d met Seth.

  “Okay, well, as long as everything seems settled. I’m making my way home now as I need to get ready to go out later. Tell Shelley to call my mobile if she needs me.”

  “Will do.”

  “Oh.” Seth had puckered up his delectable lips and scrunched up his nose. “I was going to see if you wanted to come for a quick drink? Only I’m knackered and could sink a pint. I didn’t fancy being there on my own.”

  I had to admit that with the nerves hitting my body about my upcoming date with Darius, a drink was exactly what I needed. One couldn’t hurt, could it?

  “Sounds good to me. Let’s go. I’ll take you to The Marine. Have you been there yet?”

  “No.”

  We nodded at Jax. “Do you fancy a drink, Jax?” I asked her.

  “Nah, I’m buggered. I want my sofa. Enjoy yourselves you two. Have a drink for me.”

  It was a ten minute walk to the pub which gave me a chance to try to get to know Seth better. I told myself it would help me find him a date but really I was just a nosy bitch.

  “So, are you from Withernsea? I don’t recall seeing you around here?” And I would have because you’re one hot fucker.

  “No, I was born in Hull. I just decided a couple of weeks ago that I was fed up and fancied a change. I was sick of going to Cleethorpes so I looked what other beaches were close and chose this one. Thought I’d do a few months casual work and then go back to Hull and my mundane life.”

  “I bet your life isn’t really mundane.”

  “I’m an Assistant Manager at a supermarket. Or rather I was before I handed in my notice and came here. They’ve promised me a job on return, but said it will be most likely back on the shop floor. I can’t seem to care.” He looked down at me, “how about you?”

  “Lived here all my life. Met Shelley when we went speed dating. We were supposed to find dates, but I found a best friend instead. Been working at the dating agency now for almost a year and a half. Got a promotion to run-” I was about to say the supernatural side. Shit, my mouth had been trying to get me in trouble all day. “To help run the agency with Shelley, now she’s all married. Plus the agency has got a lot busier of late. So that’s it. I live in a house on my own and at the moment I’m happy that way. So you said you were divorced?”

  “Yes. I’m renting a flat above a chippy right now. I’m going to get fat with a chippy below me, and a job at a coffee shop with the best buns I’ve ever tasted.”

  I looked over his buff body and the thought of tasting his buns crossed my mind. The firm ones packed inside the arse of his jeans. I really needed to calm my libido. Jeez, I’d bet I was ovulating. I was like a bitch on heat when I was halfway through my cycle. I’d need to be careful not to try to mount Darius when I saw him.

  “Yes, I agree. Jax has the best buns and the best coffee. If she ever tries to shut up shop, you’ll find me on the nearest bridge.”

  We reached the pub and went inside. Luckily there were a few spare tables. Seth chose one near a window and we sat down. “What would you like to drink?”

  “Erm, half a beer please. You choose which one, they have a lot of guest beers on here.”

  He nodded and went to the bar.

  Returning with my half pint and a pint for himself, he sat down opposite me. He picked up his glass and chinked it against mine. “Cheers.” He said.

  “Cheers.” I replied.

  He picked up a food menu. “If you want to eat here, it’s my treat. I’ve nothing to rush home for.”

  “Oh actually I’m going out.” I told him.

  “Oh.” He said, placing his menu down on the table. “Anywhere nice?”

  I was about to tell him about my dinner date when my phone buzzed with a text notification. Opening my bag, I rooted around, upending tissues, pens, my purse, a small hand gel, and some painkillers. I needed one of those handbag compartment things to help organise me, I thought and then realised that there was one right at the very bottom of the bag and I’d just been throwing things on top of it. Eventually, I located my mobile phone underneath it and lifted it out.

  Darius: An emergency has come up so I can’t make it. I’ll be in touch.

  I sighed. Huh, I’d bet there was no such emergency, and he was just putting me off. When would I get it into my thick head that he wasn’t interested anymore? What I needed was a nice human male to date and oh look, here was one right in front of me.

  “My plans cancelled so if the offer of dinner is still on, then yes, I’d love to stay and eat.”

  “Great.” Seth put his hand on top of mine. “Not that your plans have fallen through, but that you can stay for dinner.” He passed me a copy of the menu. “So my treat.”

  “No, I’ll pay my own way.” I told him.

  “Not a chance. Look you get them next time.”

  Next time?

  I sat back, placing my mobile phone back in my bag, and picked up my drink. “I think I’ll have a burger and fries. You’d better get a salad though, fat boy.”

  He tilted his head, raised an eyebrow and then slowly lifted his tee showing me a six pack, then he rippled his abdomen.

  I needed to pour my drink over my head to cool me down.

  “Think I’m okay a bit yet.” He said, winking, then he went to the bar.

  I watched his buns move.

  Fuck Darius. I was moving on.

  The evening was fun, and we caught a taxi home, calling at my house first.

  “Just a moment.” Seth said to the taxi driver, and he ran around my side and opened the door for me.

  “How very gentlemanly of you.” I said.

  “I do my best.” He replied. “On a first date anyway. Can’t promise to be so gentlemanly on a second.”

  I looked up at him. “Is that what this was? A date?”

  “We spent time together and shared food.” Seth shrugged as he followed me up the path to my door.

  “I do that with my friends, I’m not dating them.”

  Then I wasn’t speaking anymore because my lips were otherwise engaged. Seth’s warm mouth met my own in a sweet, chaste kiss.

  “Thank you for a lovely evening.” He said, walking backwards down the path. “And we kissed, so I think that most definitely makes it a date.”

  I watched as he climbed back inside the taxi and it drove away. I wasn’t sure what I felt about the evening. Mainly as I was supposed to be out with Darius, not Seth, and I’d thought we were just grabbing a bite to eat as mates. Now I seemed to have a new boyfriend. Shelley was going to murder me for dating another guy off our own books. Was I actually dating him? I needed some time to think about everything. My mind was so confused.

  And then I saw him, standing across the street.

  Darius.

  He shook his head at me. He must have seen everything.

  “Darius, wait!” I yelled, running down the path.

  But he was a were, and even without shifting, he could still outrun me by a mile. He was gone before I’d reached the edge of the path, leaving me with nothing but the fading roar of a motorbike engine.

  There was no w
onder Ebony was losing her mind with my antics. I was driving myself crazy.

  Chapter Nine

  Darius

  A few hours earlier…

  Alyssa kept smiling at me from her position on the sofa as I paced around the floor.

  “So what time are you meeting her?”

  “Who?”

  “Your date?”

  “Who says I have a date?” I shrugged my shoulders.

  “You’ve shaved, smell to high heaven of Lynx, you’re in your favorite jeans, and you can’t stand still.”

  She tilted her head at me. “Oh my God, it's with Kim isn’t it? That’s why you’re in such a state.”

  “I am not in a state.” I growled.

  “So what time are you meeting her?” She asked again.

  “Eight at Hanifs.”

  “Yeah, Boi.” She stood up at raised her hand for a high-five. Teenagers were so frikking weird.

  “Why are you so interested in my love life?”

  “Cos when it comes to you getting a mate it means mum stops looking at what I’m doing.”

  I narrowed my eyes. “And what are you doing?”

  She gave a big fake smile. “Nothing at all, big brother. I’m being my angelic self and behaving perfectly.”

  I placed my palm to my face and rubbed at my eyes. “I can’t think about what you’re up to right now.”

  “Exactly.” She mimed a mike drop and said the word, “Boom.”

  I started pacing again, then found her in front of me staring at me again.

  “Oh my God, what, Alyssa?”

  “Undo your top button. You look too formal on top. Now roll up your sleeves.” She stood back appraising me. “That’s better. Now take your hair out of that man bun. That’s so last year. In fact, we have two hours before your date and time to fix it. Let’s see if Zara is free to cut it.”

  “I’m ready. The man bun lives another day. Now sod off and leave me alone.”

  Alyssa rolled her eyes. “If you’ve been dreaming about her undoing your hair and running her hands through it I’m gonna barf.”