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Hell. It was July now.
Damn, Eden.
No wonder your body is tripping having a man in your bed. A man who looked crafted for sin. A man who had basically admitted that was exactly what he was. Tall, dark, and handsome.
And a demon, girl. Sort your shit out!
“What’s happening to me?” I muttered. This felt like more than attraction. Something ran through my veins I couldn’t fight against. A drug that was lulling me into submission.
Asmodeus leaned in, his breath hot against my lips.
“What are you doing to me?” My voice wavered and cracked.
“I assure you, no more than you are doing to me.”
“I’m not doing anything to you.” From the moment he appeared in my life, the only thing I was trying to do was get rid of him. Whatever this was, it wasn’t my doing.
“Aren’t you?”
My mind was swimming. A fog clouded over everything, similar to what I thought the edible would be. There was a calm there, a blanket thrown over all my worries as my lids grew heavier and each blink took effort. My racing heart slowed as I leaned against him, letting his hand alone support my weight.
“I’m… tired.” I wasn’t a second ago but suddenly I felt like all the sleep I’d been chasing had circled and caught me.
The warmth of his hand enveloped my face, his fingers wrapped around the back of my neck before I felt him slowly lower me onto the bed.
“Sleep. I will keep you safe.”
Safety in the arms of a demon. The thought was amusing, yet his arms wrapped around me just the same and I melted into them and fell asleep.
18
EDEN
Darkness swirled around me, cold and frightening.
I pushed off my bed, but the world around me looked hazy. I felt like I was looking through a frosted window at myself, watching a scene that was familiar but felt completely different. Every move of my arms and legs was unnatural as I pushed off my duvet and sunk my feet into my slippers.
Something was wrong.
My breath fogged the air. A cloud of heat in a cold room. My skin pebbled and my hands lifted to rub against my arms, though they did nothing to starve the cold that ate at everything.
Call for him.
The thought entered my mind, but it didn’t feel like mine. It felt like a whisper in my ear. A buzz that wouldn’t cease.
The shake of my head did nothing to clear it as the curtain of my hair fell forward, blocking out the rest of my bedroom. A room that was mine but wasn’t all at the same time.
It was so cold.
Shivers moved through me as I walked over to the closet. Each step was weighted down, the drag of my feet making my slippers make a sound against the wood. A grating as they slid. They felt encased in cement blocks as I pulled out a sweater. I donned it quickly, but it did nothing to warm me.
What was going on? If I didn’t know any better I would think I had taken another one of Sarika’s edibles and was trapped in some weird trip. Another terrible one that wasn’t anything like people said it was or should be.
My lounge shorts were barely enough to do anything against the polar conditions in my room, but instead of grabbing pants, I grabbed a pair of Ugg boots from the bottom of my closet and traded my slippers for them.
Call for him…
The heel of my hand pressed between my brows. For the life of me, I couldn’t think of who I would call for. There was someone, I knew there was, but I couldn’t remember. It was there… outside the window. The one covered in frost that I looked through even though I was standing there. Inside the house. That was where the answer was. The clarity.
