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I pulled my own bra and underwear back on, and then tried on the borrowed clothes. His pants fit me for the most part, though I had to tighten the drawstring quite a bit.
His shirt went over my head next. It was way too big, so I bundled the extra fabric and tied a knot with it, leaving it at my hip.
Was it cute?
No, it certainly was not.
But it was functional. That was what mattered, considering the alternative was going out there in my bra. I would’ve been fine with that if I wasn’t mated to a demon who had already admitted how lusty he felt, but I was.
So, no walking around in my bra.
As far as I knew, we could feed each other without having sex or seeing each other naked, so that was hopeful. If it was true, I was definitely going to insist on it.
I found a comb in one of the drawers and tugged it through my wet hair. I’d tried to keep it dry at first, but failed, so I used the shampoo and conditioner I found in the shower. It looked a lot more expensive than the grocery store stuff I used, and smelled nice, so I didn’t have a problem with it.
The comb slid through my hair with surprising ease. I wrung the excess water out of it with a towel when it was detangled, messing with the long, cinnamon-colored strands so they weren’ttooperfect.
My makeup was long gone, but all I wore was mascara and eyeliner, anyway. I had never managed to figure out how to get foundation to look right, so I gave up on that years earlier. The little I did wear, I only bothered with because I felt like I had to while working in the coffee shop.
If I was really married to a guy, I would marry one who liked the way I looked with or without makeup.
I tried not to let myself care about the fact that I wasn’t sure if Rafael liked the way I looked at all.
Or about the fact that us being mated meant I would likely never have a chance to actually fall in love.
Or that I was going to have to figure out a way to introduce him to my family and everyone else in my life. Or that I’d have to do so without telling them the truth about why we were together.
And that I would probably have to act like I was in love with the bastard.
Nope, I wasn’t going to think about any of that shit.
Baby steps.
There was a plan, after all. My growling stomach reminded me of that.
I would feed Rafael, and he would teach me how to feed myself in the demon way. Then, we would come to some kind of conclusion about how we were both going to function now that we were mated. I wasn’t going to let him rip me away from the life I’d built from scratch.
Opening the bathroom door, I stepped out and took a deep breath in.
Shit, whatever Sebastian had made smelledincredible.
Maybe I wasn’t turning into a demon as quickly as I’d thought.
If that was the case, I’d still have to feed Rafael, but we could figure out all of the life stuff before I had to learn how to be a demon. That would definitely,definitelymake things better for me. Time to adjust would be very much appreciated.
Rafe’s glowing red gaze was already on the stairs when I made my way down, and he took my appearance in slowly, like he had no desire to look away.
I noticed something coming off of his skin—some kind of faint, burgundy tendrils that moved in a way that reminded me of smoke.
They grew more visible as I watched him.
Or… maybe as he watched me.
He had told me he was radiating lust. Was that what lust looked like?
My gaze moved quickly to his brothers, to see if they were radiating the same thing. Sebastian nodded a hello, and Zander gave a two-finger wave without looking up from his laptop, but neither of them had the smoke coming off their skin.
“What does lust look like?” I asked aloud, finally looking back at Rafael. The color of the tendrils radiating from him had gotten brighter. I wasn’t sure what that meant exactly, and wasn’t entirely certain Iwantedto know.
