Page 115 of Demon Demands

“Pink skittles,” Briggs replied immediately, looking oddly proud for someone who would eat literally anything with sugar in it.

“Ohhh, and peach Os,” Novak added, waggling his pierced brows.

“Pink skittles? What flavor is that, and what bag does it come in? I feel like I missed so much while I was gone.” York grumbled.

I turned suspicious, icy eyes onto the vampire. “I’ve never seen you eat candy, Novak.”

He shrugged. “I don’t eat candy.”

“Then what… oh.” Palmer chuckled as Novak sent all of us an explanation. A filthy one. But yeah, I could understand the analogy.

Sloane glanced at Stone. “I feel like I’ve just missed some inside joke.”

Stone smirked at her, silent as ever, and the rest of us chortled like little girls. She eyed each of us, her lips twitching as she was weighing her options on who would spill first.

Throwing her hands in the air, she tried to glare at us, but it wasn’t very effective while she was trying not to laugh at us.

“What? What’s so funny? I need to know what makes grown ass men so giggly.”

Briggs peeked at Novak. “You wanna?”

“Of course you’d be the first to crack,” I playfully accused, pointing my finger at the shifter.

Novak waved me off. “Yeah. I got this.”

He sent all of us, Lo included, his memories of York and Stone with her in the middle. She tilted her head to the left, squinting her eyes as she stared into space, trying to piece together their crude joke.

“Did you... Are y’all serious right now?” She blinked at us, color tinting her cheeks. Scrubbing a hand down her face, she kept pulling her lips down as she fought a grin.

“You guys are ridiculous.”

“Are you blushing?” Novak’s voice echoed in my mind, and it took me a second to realize that he wasn’t asking me.

“Fuck. No,” Sloane responded, covering her cheeks with her hands.

The vampire gasped audibly, still carrying on with the mental conversation. “You are!”

“No, I’m not.”

“Oh man, move your hands so they can see, Trouble.” Aloud, Novak nearly shouted, “Guys! Look.”

“Novak, shut your fucking mouth,” she hissed at him, narrowing her eyes.

He shook his head at her. “Nope. I’m telling them.”

Lo closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.

“I will fucking kill you,” she threatened with zero heat behind her words.

The vampire gave her a wide smile. “No, you won’t.”

She cocked her head, pursing her lips. “I’ll maim you, at the very least.”

“No, you won’t.” He rubbed his hand across his mouth.

“Fuck. I’ll cut you off.” She lifted her brows quickly, smirking at him.

“That’s dirty. For how long?”