Page 69 of The Angel's Kiss
“Must be a nice life living in the lap of luxury,” Monique said.
“It is,” Azazel answered and I slapped his pec... his very muscular pec. “What?”
“I really don’t think Monique needs to hear about how lavish our lifestyles are,” I said.
He shrugged. “She asked.”
“I sometimes forget how honest demons can be when it suits them.”
Azazel laughed and nodded. “But have I ever lied to you, baby?” he asked, using that term again that made me feel all kinds of tingles.
“No.”
“And I never will,” he said with a charming smile.
“Shouldn’t you be honest too?” Monique asked and I had to tear my gaze away from Azazel to address her.
“I am, but I’m also tactful. He’s not. I try to spare feelings, he can hurt them,” I said.
“I prefer blunt honesty, to be honest. I don’t need anyone sugar-coating shit for me. I’m not a child,” Monique said.
I studied her for a few seconds, then nodded. “No, I suppose you're not.”
“You never had the chance to be,” Azazel stated.
Monique was silent as she seemed to reflect on Azazel’s words, then she nodded. “I guess not.”
“It made you stronger and that’s what you need to be to survive what’s happening now,” Azazel said.
Monique nodded once, then exhaled. “So, what are you two going to do next?” she asked. “Why did they need my blood?”
Azazel sighed. “Well—”
“It’s best that you don’t know,” I said, cutting Azazel off.
“I want to know,” Monique demanded.
“That must be that tact he was talking about,” Azazel teased.
I rolled my eyes at him. “Monique, trust me, I’m not trying to shield you because I think you’re a kid. I’m not going to tell you because I need you to be able to live your life as normal as you can. In this case, ignorance is bliss.”
“They’re going to do something really bad, aren’t they?” she asked.
I nodded.
“I figured. I can’t be the Chosen One for demons and not have it be something serious.” She sighed and nodded. “Okay... I trust you. I don’t want to know. But whatever it is... can you stop it?”
“I’m going to try. This means that we need to leave, but I won’t be leaving you alone,” I said.
“I’m going with you?” she asked.
“No, I’m going to have my best friend, Marcel, come to watch you,” I said, then pulled out my cell and texted him. After I finished, I looked at Azazel. “We need to go back to that Magic Shop, there’s something I want to ask The Owner.”
“We need to go back to my home for the special herbs I’ll need to open the doorway,” Azazel said.
“Okay.” I looked down at my phone when it beeped to see Marcel text back that he was on his way. I then looked at Monique. “Are you hungry or sleepy?”
“Hungry, yeah,” she said.
