Joseline
My entire body aches. As consciousness drags me out of sleep and I roll over, my muscles scream in protest. Maybe I overdid it a little last night between photographing the band and shaking my ass at the club. Or maybe it’s because I fell in the alley and then got thoroughly fucked by a demon—twice.
At the thought of Tobias, my eyes fly open. Even though I know what to expect, I can’t deny the tiny depression that sinks in my chest when he’s nowhere to be found.
Just like nothing happened, I remind myself.
That was the deal; I knew this was coming. Tobias and I are nothing, will never be more than nothing, and last night was just…
Better than it had any fuckingright to be.
I rub the sleep from my eyes, clinging to the image of him lingering on the backs of my eyelids. With a sigh, I allow myself to relive it all.
Tobias saving me from the hellbeast and bringing us back here.
Me begging him to stay.
His searing kiss that lit up my nerves like a Christmas tree.
His unusual pierced cock that had me seeing stars.
His gentleness as he bathed me.
Him pulling me into his chest as my eyes closed and letting me fall asleep on him.
“Fuck.” The singular word echoes through the room, and I rub my hands over my face. I should have never asked him to stay, shouldn’t have begged for him to fuck me, but holy shit was it worth every second.
It’s gonna take a long time for me to forget any of what happened last night, and I can’t say I’m upset about it.
With a groan, I drag myself out of bed and pull on my bathrobe before marching to the tiny coffee bar near the door. Absentmindedly turning on the Keurig, I run through my morning routine before hunting down my phone. It’s still in my purse from last night, clinging to its last bar of battery. My jaw drops when I notice the time.
It’s almost four o’clock in the afternoon.
How the hell?
My eyes jump to the curtained window across the room where sunlight is creeping in through the gaps. Ilook at my phone again. There are a few missed messages from Niki.
Niki: Good morning, sunshine! You’re probably still dead to the world.
Niki: Still sleeping?
Niki: I’m obviously waiting so patiently to hear about how your night went.
Niki: Sebastian just told me Tobias took you back to your hotel?! Girl… I need answers.
I chuckle reading the message, wondering how much she knows. Would she assume Tobias stayed the night? Or is she just curious about the hellbeast encounter?
Deciding it’s best to keep that information out of text messages, I reply with something vague.
Me: Finally alive. I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck.
Me: Don’t worry, I’ll fill you in asap! Let me get up and moving.
Satisfied, I shift my attention to my morning—now afternoon—routine.
I order room service and grab my coffee before sitting down with my laptop, mentally running through my to-do list. I have a few things to take care of, including answering emails and posting content, before I head to see Niki.
Emails are the most boring, so I answer them first to get them out of the way. Then, it’s onto socials. I can’t work on editing Rhage’s photos because I left my camera on Niki’s bus, but I’ll get to them this evening.
