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They all looked at me, waiting.
“I was! Honest! But once the witch showed up, I couldn’t just stay there and continue putting them in danger. Coming home was my best bet. That way I could protect all of you.”
“Witch?” Alicia’s brows dropped, casting her dark eyes in shadow. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“Great!” Imani threw her hands up. “There is a fucking witch now?”
I huffed an annoyed breath and tightened my hold on the blanket. This wasn’t a discussion I wanted to have with them while I was standing there naked. “Listen, I’ll tell you everything but first I need a shower and—”
“The coffee machine was easy enough to figure out, though I don’t know which of all the flavoured concoctions in your fridge is what you prefer in it, so I left it plain.” Asmodeus strutted into the room, two steaming cups of coffee in hand.
Everyone’s eyes widened before they trailed over the deep brown of his naked flesh, lower to his bare waist until their eyes locked on the space between his sculpted thighs.
“Well… damn.” Sarika chuckled. “Damn, damn, damn!”
I hurried over, blocking Asmodeus’s naked body with mine. The laugh that left me was nervous as I rubbed my fingers over my brow. I felt like a teen being caught in the act as they all stared at me. Vi stood on her toes, craning her neck like she could somehow get the right angle to see behind me.
“I get it,” Sarika said. “Boy, do I get it. It’s worth being damned over, if that’s even a thing. Hell, it’s not even my preferred equipment and I might just sell my soul.”
“How the hell did you fit that monster inside you?” Alicia’s voice sounded far away, like she was trying to picture the scene and make sense of it.
“Damn!” Sarika said again.
“Oh.” Asmodeus looked over the top of my head at them. “The annoying females are here.”
For the first time since I’d met them, no one cared they were being insulted.
Imani shook her head, trying to clear whatever thoughts were lurking there. “Did he fuck you or try to kill you? Look at this place. Look at that… that…” She pointed at me, her hand waving like she was gesturing to the cock she’d just seen that I hoped was hidden well behind me. Anger surged through her every step as she marched toward the shelves and picked up half of a black vase. “I bought this for you! Look at it now! Broken! It can never be fixed.”
“Imani,” I tried to placate her.
“Irreplaceable!” she shouted.
“Didn’t you buy that from HomeSense?” Olivia asked.
“She totally did. I have the same one,” Sarika nodded. “In purple.”
Imani tossed the vase to the floor, letting what was left of it shatter. “That’s not the point. This isn’t a game or funny. You guys… Eden fucked a demon.”
“Thoroughly, by the looks of it.” Sarika nodded slowly.
Alicia hid her mouth as a smile stretched over it.
“Are you out of your mind?” Imani asked me. “Did you think about any of this at all? I mean, I know we don’t really buy into religion anymore, but a demon. That’s… this…” she shook her head. “I can’t be the only one thinking this isn’t okay.”
Vi nodded slowly. “No. This is definitely not good.”
I rolled my eyes. “Says who?”
“I don’t know, Ede. Everyone? Have you ever heard anyone talk about a demon and say they weren’t these bad and terrible things?”
My throat tightened and my eyes glassed over. I didn’t like being judged by the girls who had always been my rocks. My support. I didn’t like the way Imani looked at me now, like I was this thing that needed to be locked away for my sins. That the decision to sleep with Asmodeus — demon or not — somehow made me immoral.
“Everything we thought we knew about him has been a lie.” I shrugged. “Why should I believe that is the only thing that’s true?”
“Are you for real, Ede?” Imani shook her head, a laugh of disbelief leaving her. “You’ve been dickmatized by a damned demon.”
Asmodeus’s arm wrapped around my middle, pulling me back against him. The smell of the coffee in his hands did nothing to settle me. My chest heaved as my eyes moved over each of them in turn, looking for my safe place to land. “You’re upsetting her,” he growled.
