Page 22 of To Crave Madly
LORI
The sweet goodness of the rainbow sprinkled donut I was currently stuffing into my mouth hit the spot. Man, that was fucking delicious. Losing that time when Iveri had taken control was unsettling and it was taking the help of the sweet calories I was currently chowing down to just keep me calm. I had never lost my memories before. The spot where the memories should be was just an ominous blank space. Whenever she had taken control before, I had always been aware of what was going on but this time…
A shiver ran up my spine. Even thinking about it gave me the fucking creeps.
“Iveri, are you there?”
Silence echoed back in my mind.
“Look, I’m sorry that this hasn’t quite gone to plan between us but I’m willing to try if you are.”
Still nothing. Maybe she hated me. Ah, fuck. This wasn’t going as well as I had hoped. I eyeballed the donuts again. Alec needed to stop buying them; I swear my butt was getting bigger, but maybe that was his sneaky plan all along…
If you pick a chocolate one, I’ll help you work it off.
Huh?
I like the chocolate ones best.
I eyed the beauty that was the donut covered in chocolate frosting and glorious chocolate sprinkles. It was also one of those ones that were stuffed to the brim with cream.
My mouth positively watered.
I really shouldn’t… But it was certainly tastier than an actual olive branch.
“Ah, to Hell with it.”
I wolfed down the second donut with as much gusto as the first and I was just in the process of licking my fingers when Cassian walked into the kitchen.
Surely my day couldn’t get any worse…
“Gear up. You’re with me today.”
I groaned. Apparently, it fucking could. Was the whole world against me?
“I can’t. I’m going to see Lucifer with Torsten.” I tried to sound smug but it was kind of difficult with a mouth full of donut.
Cassian’s lips curled into a grim smirk. “Not today, you’re not. Jasper’s stuck you with me.” He laughed snidely. “What’ve you done to pisshimoff?”
I rolled my eyes at him.
I know what you mean,Iveri commented.I’m no cactus expert but even I know a prick when I see one.
I snorted. I snorted so hard I lost some chocolate frosting and ended up choking on my own laughter.
And the last piece of beautiful donut I had yet to swallow.
Cassian, the prick, just stood there and watched while my face turned red and blotchy from the effort of trying to fucking breathe. Oh, god. I was seriously choking. Death by donut was not how I imagined my life to end.
My vision swam before my eyes and I reached a hand to grab the edge of the breakfast bar. I was aware of someone shouting my name, but my blood was pounding so hard in my ears that everything sounded far away. My mark pulsed on my chest. Sorry Lucifer, this was all me… I was gonna die because I liked donuts too muchandbecause my demon had a wicked sense of humour.
Wait…
Torsten. Shit. Think with intent… Think –
“Torsten, I need you!”I hoped that worked… I really hoped –
There was an almighty thwack between my shoulder blades. My knees buckled under the weight of it, but it did wonders to dislodge whatever piece of donut had decided to get itself stuck in my windpipe.
