each book to find the information. Gran’s also been talking about having a catalogue made of all the information found in each book. It’d be a massive index. Probably need several books to fit it all in.”
“They should put it on a computer database.” Scarlett yawned.
Alex guided her towards the bedroom door. “Ointment and bed.”
“Yes Dad!”
“I would have thought grandpa was the better term,” Riley teased.
“You’re both hilarious,” Alex muttered.
Riley and Scarlett looked at each other and grinned. “I know.” They said in unison.
Chapter Nine
Sitting in her car with Des in the passenger seat, Scarlett looked at her list before typing the next address into the GPS she’d bought after nearly getting lost the other day. She looked at the list again. Only four more places left to see. There didn’t seem to be many choices available. She was beginning to think she might have to widen her search for a house. Sharing with other people wasn’t an option. There was no way she was going to involve strangers in her troubles.
“How many more hours will you continue this fruitless search?” Des asked.
“However long it takes. You want to go back in the ring?” She started the car, turning the temperature down lower on the air conditioner.
“No. And you’re well aware I don’t like to be part of the ring.”
“Sorry. I didn’t mean it.” Scarlett sighed. “I guess I’m getting hungry and it’s too hot to be getting in and out of the car.”
“Ask me to bring a storm and it’ll cool things down.”
Startled, Scarlett stared at Des. “What?”
“Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten I’m a demon,” he said dryly. When Scarlett looked away, he lightly touched her chin to turn her head back again. “Scarlett?” When she didn’t answer, he sighed. “The truth, Scarlett.”
“It’s only moments. I know you’re a demon. It just slips my mind sometimes.”
“The full truth, remember? If I’m using up one of my questions, you need to make the answer count.” Scarlett started to turn away again and Des dropped his hand rather than fight her.
Her words were soft as she stared sightlessly through the windscreen. “Sometimes when we’re doing something ordinary and you’re being nice, I forget.” She smiled wryly. “Actually, I even forget sometimes when you not being nice. I-” she closed her eyes. Some words were harder to say than others, but he expected the truth. A deep breath and she opened her eyes, still facing forward. “I could almost believe you were a friend.”
“People don’t befriend demons.”
Scarlett turned to face him as anger rushed through her. “Do you think I don’t know that? Do you think I don’t wonder about my sanity every time I’m reminded you’re a demon? A demon!” She placed a finger hard on his chest. “You have got to stop acting so human. Stop being fun to be with. And no more humorous comments about the houses we’re looking at. Don’t make me laugh. Just… just… argh! I don’t know. Just be a demon and stop confusing me.”
“I’m being me, Scarlett. And I happen to be a demon. So that would mean I’m acting like a demon.”
Her anger evaporated as quickly as it had come. “Then I wouldn’t have a clue about anything anymore.” Sitting here wasn’t getting her any closer to finding somewhere to live. She checked her mirrors and glanced over her shoulder before she pulled onto the street.
“Scarlett-”
“No. I can’t talk about this right now. I need space. I don’t expect you to go back in the ring, but you could be quiet. I need that more than I need a storm to cool the day. And don’t bother offering to do any more demon stuff for me. The answer is no.”
“The heat doesn’t bother me. I’ve been in much hotter places.”
Scarlett ignored him and pressed down harder on her accelerator as the street took her up an incline. The streets were nearly deserted, but give it another ten minutes and the