“Right.” The archangel nodded. “I expect to see you back here in less than a week. Any longer than that, and I send a retrieval squad in after you.”
He stood. “Good luck.”
*****
I'm bored, Althea Carpenter thought.
She wheeled the twin stroller through the bookstore, idly glancing at the titles as they passed by. Bujold, Carey, Kowal, Lee, Scalzi. She had read them all. She sighed. I need to find something new to read.
Or someone new to screw.
Of course, she thought wryly, one would think that having both a wife and five lovers would be enough even for a succubus, whose blood ran hot, and for whom s*x was both a pleasant activity and a physical need. She sighed. But her wife was working a double shift at the hospital, assisting in a delicate piece of surgery on a young child. And Ale
