All Celia wanted was to make tasty sandwiches for a friend's baby shower. When her cooking endeavors summon a demon in her kitchen, Celia thinks sending him back to his home will be the end of their story and that she'll be able to return to her mun...
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I padded around my kitchen without any idea what to do. Work from home? What was that? I gnawed on my lower lip while pacing. How infuriating. I worked at a book store for Christ's sake. I couldn't exactly manage the cafe or bakery portion of the business from home, nor could I handle inventory or organization here either. Sighing, I texted David and asked what, exactly, he expected me to do.
I'd been so stunned by his involvement in the supernatural that I hadn't even thought to question him while I was still there.
"Mayar, shouldn't you be relaying a message to...whatever his name is?" I glanced over at the large black hound. He tilted his head, a glimmer of confusion on his fluffy face. "Your master. He didn't tell me what his name is."
"He...oh." Mayar tilted his head further. "Does it bother you that I can talk?"
I shook my head. "I think I'm beyond worrying about that, of all things. It explains why you were able to understand everything I've been saying, too."
"Names are a fickle thing. My master has many, and many of them could bind him to you." Mayar wandered over and then sat against my legs. "I should report to him, but...I don't trust that woman and her skydweller won't come looking for you."
"Skydweller?" I raised an eyebrow. "So, he wasn't an 'angel?'"
"Not in the sense surface dwellers think of, no." Mayar shook his head. "We're lucky the woman is too weak to bind him to her fully. He would have given you away, otherwise. This David person you work for..."
Mayar and I both fell silent when there was a knock at my door. I glanced down at him, then strode to the front of the house with him close behind me. I peeked through the hole in the door and let out a small sigh when I saw Emily and Richard standing there.
"Celia!" Emily grinned at me and thrust a huge basket at me when I opened the door. "We brought you lunch! Can we come in?"
"Oh, thanks." I stared at the covered basket in my arms before moving out of their way. "How'd you guys know I was home?"
"We were driving through and saw your car in the driveway." Emily poked my nose. "Aren't you supposed to be at work? You feeling okay?"
"David sent me home early. We had some weirdos poking around the store and he didn't want to deal with them." I followed them in the direction of my kitchen and set the basket on the island. "Driving through, you said?"
"We're house hunting!" Emily grinned. "There's some nice houses around here for a new family, and it's closer to schools than our current house. We were on our way to get lunch when I saw your car here, so I decided we're bringing you lunch too."
"The usual." Richard shrugged at me. "There's no changing her mind. I told her you probably weren't feeling well or something and didn't want to be bothered, but that just convinced her more."
