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Chelsea giggled.
Jia offered to clasp it around my wrist, but I politely declined and closed the velvet box it came in.
“You’re not going to put it on?” Mamba asked. “I mean, I’m pretty sure that’s why she got it for you.”
“No.” I told him. “Nella gave it to me. If she wants me to wear it, she’s going to have to put it on me herself.”
Chelsea and Jia exchanged looks and giggled to each other.
Demon pressed his lips into a thin line while Sean merely shrugged.
The next day, I opened The Bar for regular customers again after the cleaners had a chance to go through it. The regulars descended on the place.
I didn’t stay all day.
Instead, I wandered the city running errands then stopped by Demon’s newest job site, bringing the crew coffee and pastries. They sat around for a few minutes then went back to work leaving Demon, Sean and I to talk. Soon, Sean received a call about a shipment for the bathroom and wandered off to handle it.
“Why do you look like the world is ending?” Demon asked.
I didn’t feel like discussing it. “How’s Chelsea feeling?”
“Dodging the subject, I see.” Demon stretched his long legs out in front of him. “Is it work?”
I shook my head. “Can we not talk about it?”
“Tell me this.” He watched me, his dark eyes worried. “Are you okay?”
That was a loaded question—
It had no clear answer.
I was alone.
I was tired and I was horny.
“I will be.” I told him instead.
“Good. You know you can talk to us?”
“What kind of question is that?” I frowned. “Of course, I know. You’re my brothers. I’ve always known I could run to you when the world is being unfair. But right now—I’ve battled these monsters all night and I’m wary.”
“All right, baby brother.” Demon nodded.
A cool breeze made its way to us from the lake.
I sighed.
