He’s right, I can do it with ease, and halfway through, Ellison comes out looking like absolutely nothing was wrong. I stare at him until Landon tells me to hurry and I finish faking a murder.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
ELLISON
“I don’t need a babysitter any longer. Once you drop me off, go home,” I demand as Asmodeus drives me toward my house. Since my car had to be sent off to be fixed up, Valerie had someone bring us a different vehicle that Asmodeus is currently driving.
“Someone just set loose a whole army of villains on us, and you think it was a coincidence? Come on, please, you’re a smart man, are you not?”
I choose to ignore that. “Wait… where did you get the gun back there? They took all of your guns.”
“This one can’t be identified by a metal detector.” He pets it and then pets his ferret. “What happened back there?”
“Back where?”
“In the bathroom.”
I hesitate, not too fond of the idea of telling him any of it. “I was dealing with the trauma of becoming an accomplice in the removal of a mind-controlling criminal from a secure facility and placing him right in the middle of our headquarters.”
“No, no, no. Your face looks like this when rules are being broken,” he says as he scrunches up his nose and bares his teeth. It makes my scowl deepen.
Asmodeus looks away from the road to nod at me. “Yeah! Like how your face currently looks but with more teeth.”
“I do not look like that,” I snarl.
“That’s why I know it wasn’t about breaking rules.”
“I’m going to break something and it’s not going to berules.”
“Kinky.”
“You think we could swap you for the con man villain prisoner? Why don’t you go live under Valerie’s watchful eye and I will take Nolan? He’s handsome too.”
His head snaps around to face me. “After I confessed my lust toward you, you’re ready to move on so swiftly?”
“You did no such thing,” I say, positive that it’d be easier to have a conversation with that ferret than this man.
My phone beeps, and I lift it up only to see I have a message from my mother. My finger hovers over it but before I can open it up and read it, Asmodeus whips the car into a drive-through.
“I am very peckish. Our dinner was oddly short,” he says.
“It was,” I agree, since I think I got a grand total of one bite before everything went to hell.
Asmodeus goes into the drive-through and orders himself something before turning to me. I give him my order and pull out my credit card to pay. He sets his hand on mine.
“Dearie, no. Let your husband pay,” he says as he drives up to the window and pulls out a card.
“I’m in purgatory,” I decide.
“That’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me. We need pet names. Cute ones, like how August and Landon are always calling each other ‘hon’ and sugary things like that. How about you call me Lord of Darkness and I’ll call you Lord of Suits!”
“Are… you…” I take a deep breath, “callingeitherof those names ‘cute pet names’?” All I feel is confusion. “And to add to that… we aren’t dating!”
“We aren’t?” he asks, sounding shocked.
I stare at him. “At what point have I agreed to date you?”
Asmodeus beams at me, enjoying his life of being a little shit. He accepts the bag of food from the employee before pulling into a parking spot so we can eat in the car. Likely so he can stare at me while he harasses me since driving and eating adds some difficulty to it.
