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and glanced back to Vern, but he had disappeared. The crowd pressed around them. Faye rose on her toes and scanned the bar, but the man was gone.
    “Who are you looking for?”
    A chill ran across her neck. She rubbed her arms. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
    “Are you all right? You seem upset.”
    No, she definitely wasn’t all right. “Can we get out of here?”
    His gaze tracked upward, over her head, and around the bar.
    Faye took his hand. “Please?”
    Concerned? Placating? She couldn’t tell what his smile meant, and she didn’t care as long as they left. His fingers entwined with hers. Without a word, he turned and pushed his way through the crowd. She thought she heard her name being called but didn’t turn around to look. They circled around the spiraling steel staircase and stepped onto the transparent dance floor. A different colored light illuminated each step Faye took, spotlighting their departure for everyone on the second floor to see, including Satan’s little helper.
    Thankfully Christopher didn’t stop until they reached the steps outside the club. The warm night air enveloped her and the music’s beat faded to a muffle as the door shut behind them. A line of people stood behind a red rope, waiting to get inside the club. Any one of them could have her spot.
    Faye realized she still held the glass. She raised the drink and swallowed three large gulps. She handed Christopher the drink. “Want some?”
    He took the glass, polished off the last of the G&T, and set it on the step. “Where to?”
    Where to, indeed. Was there any place that she would feel safe now that she’d met her demonic stalker? “Can we walk for a while?”
    “Sure, and maybe you’ll tell me what happened in there.”
    “Maybe.”
    Neither spoke for several blocks. The silence wasn’t strained, but it also wasn’t comfortable. Faye pondered what Satan’s lackey had said about men falling at her feet. Everybody’s crazy behavior had to be a result from her hitting the Follow button. Maybe the Devil’s influence was working on Christopher. She cut her gaze to him. Maybe his affection was part of a bigger plan. Damn, she really liked him. It would completely suck if he only wanted her because Satan controlled him.
    She stopped and pulled out her phone to check for coverage. Nothing. It was as if she stood in the middle of nowhere. Obviously Satan controlled more than just her computer at home.
    “Are you ready to tell me what has you so upset?” said Christopher.
    She slid her phone back into her pocket and took a deep breath. With a heavy exhale she said, “The Devil’s minion was at the night club.”
    He gripped her shoulders and turned her to face him. “Are you kidding?”
    She shook her head. “No.”
    “Did he hurt you?”
    The concern in his voice gave her some much-needed comfort. She shook her head again. “No. We just talked.”
    “About?”
    “About how men are falling at my feet thanks to the Devil, and how I should be grateful, go with the flow, and accept my fate.”
    His grip loosened. “And?”
    She released his hand. “And what?”
    “What did you decide?”
    She scowled at him. “I’ve decided the grass is always greener. I’d rather be alone than share my life with somebody who doesn’t truly love me. And I’ll be damned if I’m going to roll over and go willingly to Hell.”
    His shoulders relaxed, the tension draining from him. He slid his arm around her waist and pulled her close. “Good.”
    Faye pressed her hands against his chest. “How do I know you’re not under Satan’s spell?”
    “Trust me.”
    His lips lowered to hover a breath from hers. Breathing grew difficult. Every cell in her body wanted to believe he was different. “I wish I could be certain.”
    “The only certainty in life is death. Sometimes you have to have faith.”
    Before she could voice another concern, he kissed her. All rational thought flew from her head as his lips crushed