A delusional dragon shifter thinks I need his help.
Ha. I'm a detective. Why would I need help from an exotic dancer on a case that involves dark magic? We're searching for demons, not dollars.
Lucas is persistent, as if he's burned his brain flying too close to the sun. But I don't need this scaly shifter's help solving crimes. Or his all-too-personal attention.
Even if he almost entrances me while he dances by rolling his amazingly chiseled abs . . . Such fine abs.
No, focus. Demons are a bigger threat than my dry spell. So whatever he's offering, is a big, fat nope.
Fated mates and awkward introductions. Fans of New Girl and Lucifer will love the Salem Supernaturals series—named a top paranormal romantic comedy by the Paranormal Romance Guild!
Contains mature themes.
