Page 26 of Satan's Son

Chapter 10

“It isn’t a big deal. It isn’t a big deal,”I kept repeating it to myself as I knocked on his door. My stomach bubbled, and I was close to just turning away and running as far as possible.

Then he opened the door and that option was ruled out.

“What do you want?” Ethan’s expression was dry, but he was clearly faking it. Because instead of his normal ‘I don’t care’ attitude, his eyes were glowing with anger directed at me.

“I just wanted to… um… see you, to… um.”Okay, Addy, let’s try English. I took a deep breath and then exhaled. “Ethan, I’m sorry about before… how I reacted.”

“Anyone would react the same after they met their killer.” Ethan shrugged it off. He was clearly upset about what I’d said.

“Killer?” My mouth dropped open slightly.

“That’s what I am. It’s my fault you’re here.” He crossed his arms tightly. “That makes me your killer.”

Everything he said was true, but why the hell was it not making sense to me? For some unknown, and most likely insane, reason, I didn’t see him like that. Perhaps it was official. I was crazy.

Because what other woman would be crushing on the guy who brought her to Hell?If that doesn’t indicate I am crazy, then what does!

“I don’t see you like that.” I chewed my bottom lip and held my hands awkwardly. “You might be a lot of things, Ethan, but a killer… Well, that isn’t one of them.”

His shoulders sagged a little and slowly exhaled. His eyes locked with mine. Although he might look devilishly handsome and not like the type of guy who cared what a woman thought of him, it seemed my opinion of him mattered and I couldn’t control my goofy smile.

“So, um, now that it is settled.” I chewed my bottom lip, still grinning. “What are we going to do now?”

There had to be something else to do in Hell other than fight with Ethan and guide people around.

“Seeing as you don’t like reading books, I guess it’s time I introduced you to some people.” Ethan leaned casually on the doorframe. His face lit up and it was nice to see.

“Wait, people?” His words finally registered. “You mean actual other people in Hell?” I arched an eyebrow, making sure I was understanding him right.

“There are other people here, you know.” Ethan chuckled at my reaction. “You aren’t the only one.”

“Well, seeing as I haven’t seen anyone else around, I was beginning to think that.” I stepped forward, edging into his personal space. “Were you just keeping me to yourself?”

His smirk dropped instantly now that I had the upper hand. Things were beginning to return to normal now, finally.

“Come on, before I change my mind.” Ethan rolled his eyes.

“Changing your mind. Gee, that would be new,” I snipped, smirking behind his back and following him. Yeah, things were definitely going back to normal, apart from now I couldn’t stop myself from admiring Ethan’s well-developed body.

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“So, I have to ask…” I finally mustered the courage to say. “Who exactly are we going to meet?”

I knew we were still in Hell, but I wasn’t sure where. I swear, I had been following Ethan for years and my feet were starting to hurt. Seriously, I really wished I had died wearing tennis shoes rather than high heels.

“I knew it wouldn’t take you long to start complaining.” Ethan smiled over his shoulder at me.

“It’s not a complaint; I’m asking a question.” Really, you would think according to Ethan all I did was complain, which I didn’t. He just had the patience of an old man.

“Right.” Ethan kept walking, and I had the pleasure of following him.

“That didn’t answer the question,” I pointed out, because, knowing Ethan, he would most likely try to avoid answering it. “God, I’m so sick of these heels.”

The click, click, click was driving me insane!

“Take them off, then,” Ethan offered uselessly.

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