I’m in. This weekend.
When I look up at her again, she’s beaming, the warmth in her smile rivals the setting sun. I can’t take my eyes off her, watching as she glances down at Mango again, searching.
Is she looking for me?
She turns on her heel, walking deeper into the bedroom, and whatever spell she had me under breaks.
This isn’t normal for me. Dragons rarely get attached this fast, which makes me wonder. No, we’re too different, she couldn’t be.
I’m almost jealous of the other demons, if I weren’t a dragon, I might recognize her soul. Since my kind have been living side by side with humans since the beginning, it’s not a power we possess despite the fact we primarily seek soul connections.
It’s not something I can spring on my parents, either. I can imagine the conversation right now. “Hey, Mom and Dad. How did you know you were soulmates?”
I’m in big trouble.
SIX
Penny
“What if this is a mistake?”I pace across my bedroom, double-guessing my dress choice for the third time.
Shae watches from the couch, her attention split between me and her phone, her red hair pulled into a messy bun. She’s still wearing the matching athleisure set from her Pilates class earlier.
I can’t believe she’s on call this weekend, it will never cease to amaze me how she’s tethered to the office, but they’re soft launching a new product next week. I’ve never seen her this stressed, but oddly calm.
“You’re a little too far down the rabbit hole.”
I shoot her a glare, and she smiles back at me.
“Figure of speech, Pen. What I mean is you’ve already been talking to Asher for what, four days?” Her fingers tap against the screen, and she places the phone on her lap. “Your mom is probably already shopping for venues.”
“Don’t remind me.” I grab a navy blue dress from the closet, it’d probably look better than the emerald green dress with the black leggings I’m wearing right now.
Shae shakes her head, “Stick with the green. It makes your eyes glow.”
The blue dress is back in my closet, and I rummage through my jewelry box, grabbing the small gold crescent moon necklace.
“You have to admit, the whole thing is ridiculous.” I chuckle to myself.
“I don’t think so.”
I lean against the door frame, “What do you mean?”
“From what you told me, Asher practically fell over himself to help you out. You didn’t twist his arm into doing this.”
She’s right, though the whole thing is a blur. One moment Asher is over at the bar sorting through our tea reserve, which he did an amazing job of , and the next he’s talking to my mom like he’s one of the family. Claiming me as his.
I’m surprised at how quickly a familiar warmth spreads across my chest at the thought. He claimed me. I never imagined I actually had a chance with Asher. It was a crush; the fantasy was safe from a distance. He hadn’t rejected me. At least not yet. The world was filled with possibilities.
Now, everything can fall apart around me. After the Christmas Party he might want nothing to do with me.
“Don’t.” Shae crosses the room and stares down at me with bright brown eyes. “Get out of your head. Asher wouldn’t be doing this if he didn’t want to. He’s a grown man.”
Why does she have to be so tall?
“A grown man with questionable judgement.” I mutter under my breath.
“Penny, you’re going to have to take the first step one of these days.” She tucks my hair behind my ear, playing with the endslike she usually does. “You should see where this leads. Do it for the plot.”
