Chapter Twenty-SixThe door swings in with a bang, but no one seems to notice my arrival.
I stare at Felix’s bed, my eyes refusing to believe what they’re seeing.
Harper is here, sitting on top of a pale and naked Felix.
Except the incubus doesn’t look like himself.
The key word being “him.”
Harper is a full-on her.
Her naked body leaves no doubt of her deadly femininity. Her breasts are perky and firm, and there’s a definite lack of anything but female anatomy between her legs. Her makeup accentuates the pretty features that already stood out at the club, and I wonder how I could’ve ever seen anything but a woman when I looked at this creature.
“A sexy, yummy woman,” some part of me whispers temptingly, but I shake my head, doing my best to ignore that traitorous whisper.
I look un
