She met Laurie’s gaze in the mirror, his sharp eyes narrowed in on her.
She was saved from having to tiptoe around the unsaid by Zara’s flames appearing as she sifted in.She flung herself down on Skye’s bed, Laurie’s nakedness not fazing her in the least.
“You smell like sex,” Laurie said, giving her a once over.
“Zara!”Skye turned in her seat to scold her.“I told you not to—”
Zara groaned.“Oh, stop.I kept to all your rules.I didn’t fuck the drummer nor the bass player, and they both still have their pretty little souls.”
Skye’s shoulders sunk in relief.
Laurie took another drag from his cigarette and said, “And the hickeys on your neck?”
“Zara!”Skye said.
A naughty gleam lit Zara’s eyes.She waved a hand toward her neck as if the marks were prized jewels.“These are proof of my devotion to Skye.I only made out with them.Didn’t even touch them below the waist.Although…they might have touched each other.”She cackled and kicked her feet in excitement.
Laurie turned to her.“You wicked thing.You made those two straight boys kiss?”
She waggled her eyebrows.“No kissing, but they gave each other a helping hand in exchange for making out with me.”
Laurie’s delighted laugh bellowed through the room.
Skye groaned.“Can you stop thinking with your dick for like one fucking day?”
“What?”Zara said.“Ididn’t sleep with them!I just watched them jerk each other off.”
Skye gritted her teeth at Zara’s use of demon logic.
“Devil be damned, Skye,” Zara said.“What the fuck is your problem?Are Laurie and I not fucking you hard enough?”
Laurie snorted and snuffed his cigarette out in the ashtray on the nightstand.“There’s nothing wrong with our fucking.The problem is neither of us have blue eyes, black hair, and tattoos.”He tilted his head and pursed his lips.“Though I would get a piercing for you, darling.You pick.Anywhere you want.Lip, maybe?”
Zara laughed.
Skye made a frustrated noise in the back of her throat and strode into the closet.
After only about a minute of peace, both demons followed her in, Laurie in a robe and Zara leaning against the door frame.
“Maybe we’ve been going about this wrong,” Zara said.“I mean, the whole reason I’m not allowed to play with the boys is that Remi will get mad and it’ll, like, break up the band or something, but, like, breaking up the band would be the best-case scenario for you.The bargain said nothing about the band staying together.If it falls apart, then presto, there’s no bargain for you to keep.Remi forfeits his soul.There’s no end for you to keep up.You don’t have to anchor the magic.The Devil gets his soul and you get your freedom.”
“Mmm.I second this plan,” Laurie said.“Let’s break up the band.That sounds way more fun than doing all the work of gathering soul bargains.”
“No!”Skye whipped around.Anger flared through her body, and her irises shifted as her demon vision tinted everything red.“Don’t you fucking dare.”Her voice lowered into a menacing whisper.“I swear to the Devil, if either of you break up my band, I will murder you with my bare hands.I will torture you for years before I give you the pleasure of death if you fuck with them.”
Zara and Laurie exchanged a look.
“Don’t fucking look at each other like that.I’m fine,” Skye said, even though a jittery energy percolated through her body.She knew what they were thinking and didn’t want to hear another joke about her having human feelings.Especially not from Laurie.
Skye took a deep breath.“Look,” she said, calmer.“I just—I—I don’t want the band broken up.It might seem like a loophole to you, but if they break up before the tour is over, the soul could revert, okay?So just don’t.You’re risking my wings.That’s all.I fucking want my wings where they are.”
She was fine.She wasn’t having human feelings.“I’ve just developed a little obsession.It’s lust and a potent mixture of pride and greed, okay?”
“And envy,” Laurie added.“I only got laid last night because Remi had that blonde in his lap all night.”
Zara nodded.“Oh!And wrath.”She gestured to the scorch marks on the floor from Skye’s outburst.Huh.Skye hadn’t noticed doing that.
Laurie shrugged one shoulder.“That’s five of the seven.No wonder you’re fucked up.”
