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I wedgedmy butter knife in the top of the can of Spaghetti-O’s, wrestling with the lid. It popped up in a not-so-glorious explosion of sauce that dotted my bare, pale belly.
At least I was only wearing my bra and underwear.
An awful round of coughing erupted in the room behind me, and I heaved a sigh.
Sometimes, life felt like a struggle.
I had a vampire roommate and best friend who’d been sick with the mate fever for long enough that we were too far behind on bills to ever recover.
And a fifteen-hour shift that started in a few hours, at the demon-run nightclub I was assigned to work in.
Plus Spaghetti-O’s for lunch—a five-year-old’s dream, but a grown-ass woman’s nightmare.
No, things were not going great for me.
Then again, had they ever been great?
No, they had not.
I wiped the sauce off my abdomen and grabbed a fork before padding to my bedroom. Money for food was nonexistent, hence the canned pasta. I couldn’t even heat it up, because our gas and electricity had been shut off a week ago… and my bank account currently had a balance of eight cents.
The eight cents had only stayed because the bank threatened to close the account if I withdrew them, and I needed the account to get paid.
Credit cards were a pipe dream. I didn’t have any debt, because I’d never qualified for any. That was a small miracle, I supposed, because there was no way I’d ever be able to pay back money after I borrowed it.
After setting my can of pasta down on the end of the bed, I tugged one of my four remaining work tank tops over my head (it smelled like french fries and cleaning spray, but oh well) and then grabbed my jean shorts. The outfit wasn’t a uniform, but it was summertime and people paid more attention to me when I looked frumpy at the bar-slash-nightclub, so the shorts and tank top were pretty much required.
I’d just finished buttoning said shorts when golden flames burst to life around me.
My magic always manifested itself in flames—I was a demon after all—but these flames weren’t on purpose. Or even on accident. They barely felt like my magic at all.
I felt the world shift, and then stumbled and crashed…
Right into what felt like a large, naked man-chest. Me and said man-chest hit the ground hard, and my chin bounced off a rock-like pectoral before my cheek glued itself to the muscle.
“Oof,” I mumbled, as my flames retreated back into my skin.
If I were less shitty of a demon, I would’ve been able to control those things better.
But I wasn’t.
And wow, whatever man I had landed onmost definitelywasn’t wearing pants.
“What the hell?” the guy beneath me growled.
Yeah, this could get awkward.
Was he human?
Please, don’t let him be human.
I seemed to have been transported somewhere, and there was only one reason my weak-ass flames would’ve been able to transport me somewhere.
It wasn’t agoodreason.
Not at all.
