“Oh yeah, I want some,” Candy says, moving her head up and down.
“What are you ordering,” Poison asks.
“Some Mexican food,” Cherry says, tapping on the screen.
“Hell yes, I want some fajitas,” Poison hums, doing a happy dance.
“Oh yeah, that sounds good,” Candy says.
“I want some, too,” Cherry says, taking a drink of coffee.
“Sissy, would you like some,” Cherry says, looking at me.
“Yeah, maybe I can eat it,” I say, closing my eyes.
I walk out of the shower and change into my sundress and cute sandals. I brush my hair and apply a light coat of makeup. I’m feeling a lot better, and the fajitas were good. I grab my cell, sliding my finger over the screen. I look at the text that Demon sent a few minutes ago.
Demon ~ How are you feeling? Could you please come to my room?
Halo ~ Uh, yes.
Sometimes, the man just makes me so mad.
I walk out of my room and out of the apartment. I walk over to his room and knock.
The Demon opens the door and pulls me inside. He closes the door and cups my face. He kisses me softly, almost reverently. Then he kisses all of my face, resting his forehead on mine.
It blows my mind.
The fucker loves me.
I wrap my arms around his waist, feeling him close. It’s been a while since I’ve felt him as mine.
Or maybe it’s me just bitching.
Fuck!
“Baby, you have me so damn worried. It’s not like you to be sick. Slash has the test results, and I want him to tell us here together,” Demon says, gazing into my eyes.
“I’m okay. It must be a bug. I had fajitas, and they didn’t make me sick,” I say, turning up my lips.
“I hope it’s just a bug, but Slash will let us know,” Demon says.
“Okay. I have my graduation date,” I say, moving my hands.
“What day is it? I want to have a badass graduation party,” Demon hums, turning up his lips.
“It’s in two weeks,” I say, wrapping my arms around his neck.
I love having his full attention, and I miss it. He’s been so distant since he became Prez.
There’s a knock on the door.
“Come in,” Demon says, pulling away from me but still has his arm around my waist.
That makes me feel good and loved. I look at Slash, walk into the room, and close the door.
He raises his brows and looks at us.
