Fuck.
What would he do with that information? Would he tell someone? Did he want to punish my sister for her terrible mistake? I pinched the bridge of my nose and tried to calm my racing heart. This couldn’t be happening. I’d ripped up my entire life just to protect her. It couldn’t all fall apart now. Because of ademon.
I stepped into my bedroom and immediately screamed. A note had been taped to the outside of the window, facing in. The words were written in red ink…that I had to admit had the dark, sickly color of dried blood.
My hand flew to my mouth.
You didn’t escape me. You’re next.
Az charged into the room, his eyes wild. He threw his body in front of mine and faced the window. Several unwelcome thoughts flashed through my mind all at once.
First, and most importantly, there was absolutelyzerosign of a tail. He wore a skintight pair of black boxer briefs that would have made it very apparent if he did. Instead, they hugged a round, perfectly buff ass that would put Henry Cavill’s to shame.
Second, it became very clear that Asmodeus had the most magnificent body I had ever seen in my life. This fact was made even more apparent by the way rivulets of water trailed down his skin. It was difficult not to stare.
And finally, it was impossible not to notice the way he’d rushed in to save me within seconds of my scream. A growl shook through his body, and his fisted hands made him look like he was ready to rip apart the entire world.
“The bastard,” he breathed as he stalked toward the window.
Oh right. The note. The serial killer who wanted me dead. I’d almost forgotten. My mouth went dry.
“Um, so,” I said, clearing my throat nervously. He was practically naked in my bedroom, brimming with pure, unbridled demon energy. And it was trying to suck me in. “How easy would it be for him to get inside this apartment? Should I be worried about him, like, teleporting in here while I’m asleep?”
He turned and regarded me for a moment. “Normally, I would say no. These walls are warded against most magical attacks. But we’ve never understood this killer’s powers. It might be best if you stay in my room tonight.”
I swallowed and took a step back. “I’m sorry. Did you say…did you sayyourroom?”
The room he’d locked me out of? The room where Az himself slept? Um…
“You’re not staying in here.” Az grabbed my suitcase and motioned for me to follow. “He knows where you are. If he wants to get to you, he’ll have to go through me.”
17
Istood just beyond the open door, shifting on my bare feet. On the way, I’d grabbed the fluffy robe, but other than that, I wore nothing but my soaked bra and panties. And now I was supposed to climb into bed with Az.
He’d carried my duffel bag inside and was tossing clothes into a hamper beside the open closet door. Inside, there were rows of dark, pristine suits, along with a dozen t-shirts in various shades of grey. The curtains were closed, just like the last time I’d seen them, blocking out the city.
Other than that, the room looked…normal. I couldn’t help but wonder why he’d been trying to keep me out of it.
He slammed the lid on his hamper and turned to me. “What are you waiting for?”
“I mean…do you really think this is a good idea?”
Frowning, he grabbed a pillow from the floor and tossed it onto the bed. “Why wouldn’t it be?”
I flushed. “You and me. Sharing a bed…”
A slight smile tipped up the corners of his lips, dimpling his cheeks. “You think you can’t keep your hands to yourself?”
“I…” My flush deepened. “Don’t flatter yourself. But we don’t exactly get along, do we? Unless I’m hallucinating, we just got into a fight. Another one. What if you decide I’m not worth the trouble and eat my soul in my sleep?”
He shook his head, still smiling. “Just get into the bed, Mia. But do me a favor and change into some dry clothes first. The en suite is through there.”
I followed the line of his finger to see an open door leading into a messy bathroom. “An en suite. Should have guessed.”
After grabbing some sweats and a t-shirt, I quickly changed in his bathroom, resisting my itchy fingers’ urge to poke around. When he wasn’t here, it was one thing, but he was only one closed door away. And I was pretty sure he had enhanced hearing. He would for sure know if I started opening and closing his cabinets.
I made a mental note to search it when he wasn’t here. If he ever let me out of his sight again.
