“Sensible.” He stood. “I’ll have Derek arrange access. You can move things in tonight. We’ll arrive together tomorrow to solidify the impression.”
“This is insane.”
“This is necessary.” His jaw loosened, barely, but she caught it. “I know it’s not ideal, Ms. Feng. But it will keep you safe while you learn to navigate this world. Two months. Then you’re free.”
“Fifty-six days,” she corrected.
“Counting already?”
“I’m a lawyer. I always count.”
That almost-smile again. “Good. Keep counting. It’s the only way to survive here.”
He moved toward the door, then paused.
“One more thing. You’ll need to call me Victor in public. The formality would seem odd for a couple.”
“Victor.” She tested it. Strange on her tongue.
“And you’re Ava. Not Ms. Feng.” His eyes held hers. “At least when others can hear.”
“Fine. Victor.”
“The mark will feel tender for the first few hours. That’s normal.” He opened the door. “If it starts to burn, find me immediately.”
“Why would it burn?”
“You don’t want to know.”
He was gone.
Her phone buzzed. Mia:How’s the demon boss? Did you quit? Are you possessed? Text me back or I’m calling an exorcist.
Ava typed:Not possessed. Can’t quit. Will explain tonight. Also, I might need to borrow a dress.
A DRESS? Who are you and what have you done with my roommate?
She touched the mark through her blouse.
You didn’t answer the dress question.
Apparently I have a boyfriend now.
WHAT?!
It’s complicated.
It always is with you. Dinner tonight. You’re buying. And explaining EVERYTHING.
Ava smiled despite herself. At least some things stayed normal. Even when you were fake-dating a demon.
Derek appeared in the doorway, eyes wide. “You okay? Lilith stormed out looking ready to commit murder. Several murders. Possibly a genocide.”
“I’m fine.”
“You don’t look fine. You look like someone kissed you into next week.” He caught her expression. “Oh God. Someone did kiss you into next week. Victor kissed you into next week.”
“Derek…”
