In his desperation to find a date in time for the annual Helloween bash, minor-rank demon Kev summons a coworker he once hooked up with. But when the smoke and sulfur clears, it isn’t demon Ira standing in the ring, but a very perplexed, very human mortal named Archer.<br><br>Archer is cute, confused, and willing to consider going as Kev's date ... for a price. Turns out this isn't the first time Archer's met a demon, and he wants his soul back.

Date from Hell

“If I gave you to everyone who looked at you like that, how long would your ass last?” asked Archer.


“Oh, God,” said Kev. His ass clenched of its own volition at the thought.


“Funny. I doubt he’ll be saving you here.”


“None of us are actually sure he even exists.” Kev let his eyes wander along the people on the street as he set an easygoing pace that wouldn’t get them where they were going fast, but did afford them the cover of seeming like they were only here for the party. “Some of us think if there’s Hell, there must be a Heaven, even if no one’s ever seen an angel.”


“I don’t believe in strict binaries,” said Archer then, “Stop chatting so much. Nobody else is.”


Kev shut up, excited. He kept trying to look back at Archer but whenever he did Archer yanked the chain and shoved him. About halfway down the block, Archer seemed to remember he had a whip, and the next time Kev tried to glance at the human he received a strike to the ass that made him yelp.


Chapter 10