And there was no denying, McIntyre was interested in her. Even from a distance, Gabriel couldn’t miss the fact that the demon was flirting. But Tristan McIntyre was a demon of lust. It was his nature to flirt with everyone. Gabriel just couldn’t fathom how Elton could be so confident this woman had any more ability to get close to McIntyre than anyone else. Maybe the demon wanted her, but did that mean he’d also trust her? What if McIntyre got suspicious? Using a regular mortal just didn’t sit right with Gabriel. And then there was the look on Georgia Sullivan’s face as McIntyre had flirted with her. She liked the guy. That was clear from a distance, too. Gabriel had seen longing in her eyes. Even her funky glasses and heavy eye makeup couldn’t hide that. That made Gabriel think her allegiance was definitely going to lie with McIntyre, and not with some total stranger who told her that her boss, the boss she had the hots for, was dangerous. Gabriel pretended to focus on sorting the contents of his mail cart, only glancing at the woman when he was certain she wasn’t looking in his direction.
