No. There was no way in hell that he'd be a vampire's sex toy. He'd rather sit through another one of Sophie's plays and that had been one of the worse nights of his life. "I'll pass. Really," he said, deadpan. No, that woman could keep seeing just whoever it was she was seeing.
A demon. Eliot did a double take. No, he looked human enough. She must've had some sixth sense for picking up on them in that Slayer package. He shook his head before looking back at her.
"All right. Have a good night." The touch earned a small smile and a tilt of his head. The night had turned out more enjoyable than he expected. Nothing bad about that. Reaching back to the bar, he picked up the bottle to finish the last dregs and nodded to the bartender before he headed for the door himself.