Double Down (Take a Gamble)

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legs out from under me."
    "That ’s what you get for not expecting it. Caleb, why are we in the middle of the godforsaken ocean?"
    Caleb sighed and opened his eyes to look at Hunter and Dominic, his business associates and all around partners in crime and punishment. Dominic, the one in actual human form, was tall with dark hair and eyes, and built like a brick shit house. He stood there in black slacks and a white shirt open at the throat, and Kenneth Cole’s gleaming with a mirror shine.  His face held the question he gave, but his eyes roamed the room, ever watchful.
    Hunter, still in his Hell hound form sat at the double door entrance to the outer deck, dripping wet. He was a massive entity, with black fur and silver tips and red glowing eyes.
    Caleb rolled his eyes. “I’m not talking to you till you do me the courtesy of assuming human form.
    "Then you could do me the courtesy of being where you said you'd be. The middle of the ocean is not the ideal place for a business meeting." Hunter sneezed shaking his head droplets of water flying from his dark fur.
    "A little salt wate r will do you the world of good; I didn’t wanna say anything but you needed a bath anyway. Now switch form, our friend finds it disconcerting to talk to an animal.”
    Hunter flashed Dominic a sullen look if it was possible for a beast to look sullen. "Fine." he padded into the room standing beside Dom shaking as much of the water as he could onto Dom before shifting smoothly into that of a huge brawny male sans the clothes.
    "Feel better?" Dom glared distastefully swiping the water from himself.
    "Hardly. But I take what I can get. Now Caleb, the ocean?" with a gesture he was wearing a pair of black jogger pants and nothing else. Hunter wasn't one for dressing up unless he had too.
    Caleb shrugged. “I have acquired a harem girl,” he said nonchalantly, “One that needed away from as many ley lines as possible before we bonded. Now can you both sit and can we get down to business?”
    He felt the tangible weight of the hounds full attention settle on him. "Did he say new harem girl Dom?"
    "I believe he did." Dom nodded conversationally yet nether looked away from him.
    Hunter smiled like a shark scenting blood in the water. "Thing is I don't remember him ever having an old harem girl."
    "Surely not,” Dom said in false scorn. "There was that fat one."
    Hunter shook his head.
    "The ugly one with the body."
    Hunter shook his head again.
    "Mmmmm the Egyptian," Dom leered. "Now she was fun."
    "Nope nope and nope. Though we should look up the last one."
    "You can I had my fill .." Dom cleared his throat. "So we’re in the middle of the ocean avoiding ley lines and..." he lowered his voice. "Would now be a bad time to mention that really unfortunate hickey you got there?"
    Caleb watched them through their exchange and rolled his eyes. “Sweet Christ you two are such girls sometimes I swear. It’s not a hickey, dad…” he said and fr owned. “It is a Shadow Scar. Hunter is right, I never once bound any of those girls, though Amelia, that was the Egyptian, she was fabulous. Never a reason to. Humans are easy to deal with and I would rather not use any set of power on them, they give it up for free.
    "I've always found that eventually so do demons." Hunter smirked. "You got tagged Djinn. Somehow I expected more from you."
    “Believe me it is more than worth it, and it’s a business arrangement anyway.” At least he was saying it was. It wouldn’t do to spill his need to possess this woman for all time, not to these two vultures.
    " A hundred years is a long damn time to be bound to a woman for. Trust me." Don told him.
    "Must be some fucking business arrangement. And as your business is ours, we should know the particulars. That's if we aren't entitled to a piece."
    “You’re not.” Caleb said and got off his perch and walked around the desk to stand in front of them. He leaned back on the desk and crossed his arms over his chest.

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