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

“I asked you not to remind me,” whispered Kev.


Archer immediately felt like shit. He reached out, tilted Kev’s face toward him. Kev’s eyes were wet, but he blinked hard and cleared them. The demon let Archer draw their faces, their lips together, let Archer set the slow pace. He kissed Kev once, gently, and pulled back.


“Sorry about that,” he said, and leaned in to kiss Kev again.


Kev responded this time, melted into Archer’s lead and returned the tenderness. Archer hadn’t been expecting that and his pulse jumped. Archer ran his fingers back along Kev’s jaw, into his hair, rubbed at his skull. When Kev moaned, Archer ate it up, kissed him again. Kev had only asked for one. Archer was going to give him as many as he could.


Chapter 22