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“Clothes get uncomfortable?” I ask, biting back the growl as I adjust myself in my jeans.
She grins again, which seems to be something she’s doing a lot tonight. “It’s hot in here. I don’t know how to cool it down.”
I didn’t even think about the fact she can feel temperatures again.
“Right,” I say tightly, moving toward the thermostat. It’s been a while since I’ve fucked with one of these, but I manage to turn the air on.
When I turn around, Kya is right beside me. Hell, she crept up on me like a ninja even as a human.
A piece of pizza is in her mouth, and she moans. That’s one more thing that excites the beast, and I groan internally.
“This is amazing,” she says around a mouthful. “No wonder humans seem so happy.”
“You can eat as an immortal you know? Most of us do, since it’s annoying not to eat.”
She nods as she grabs a bottle of water I brought in, still smiling. Such an angelic smile on a demon’s lips.
“I know, but since it was never actual sustenance, we just ate whatever we could quickly take in just to curb the annoying feeling of that hunger. It’s always been a hindrance, but never a craving like it is now or when I was still mortal. We have a lot of protein bars on hand. That’s all we consume. And when I was still mortal, I was in the rings. They fed us just enough to keep us alive, but it never tasted anything like this. It was some gray goop they tossed in a bowl.”
She continues to eat the pizza like she’s starving to death, and I watch, fascinated, as she pretty much devours the entire thing while dancing to the music playing from the TV. I could get used to watching this more often.
It’s like the weight of the world is off her shoulders right now, and this is the real Kya—the one who has been hiding under the mask of the part she’s been playing.
I drop to the bed as she dances—terribly. She has zero rhythm, and when she starts singing, it’s off key. It’s almost like she’s drunk on food and life right now. Speaking of drunk...
I pull up a bottle of tequila from one of the bags.
“Here,” I tell her, smiling when she arches an eyebrow. “Probably your one chance to get really wasted, since we metabolize it too quickly.”
Her smile spreads, and she starts taking a shot. She coughs and shakes her head while making a face that has me laughing.
“That’s disgusting!”
“You aren’t drinking it for taste. Keep on.”
I shut the TV off and turn on the music from my phone.
Shuddering, she forces another shot down, and I watch her for the rest of the night as she dances, sings, shoots tequila, and eats pizza like it’s a five-star meal. She doesn’t know the words, so she’s singing them wrong most of the time, trying to guess what’s coming next. And it’s the best fucking thing ever.
Is this what she’ll be like when this Master thing is all over? We better fucking survive all this shit, because I want to see her this free all the time.
She smiles over at me before saying, “I never knew music was this good,” as another AC/DC song ends.
She cocks her head when she notices I’m just staring, reveling in the view. She struts toward me and holds her hand out.
“I’ve never danced with anyone.”
My eyebrows go up as a slow smile curves my lips. I take her hand and stand, then tug her back to my front before kissing a trail down her neck and moving much slower to the music than the beat should allow.
“Being human isn’t so bad,” she sighs.
She leans against me, swaying her hips in time with mine. My hands roam over her body, and she shivers against my touch. Suddenly, she stills, and I look in the mirror to see an odd look on her face.
Her cheeks puff up suddenly and she dives to the trashcan. I grimace when I realize what’s wrong, which is easy to figure out when she starts heaving into the trashcan.
I go to her side, pulling her hair back as she continues to share the pizza and tequila with the rest of the trash. Between breaths, she strains, “Being human fucking sucks.”
Chapter 21
