Chapter 8

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Once me and Coauthor inside the house her boyfriend cane up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. I looked at her and she was smiling. I shook my head and turned around. Three house had music pouring out of everywhere. And there were bodies everywhere. Alive ones. Drunk ones. Deamon came up behind me and did the same thing that Lacey's boyfriend did to her. I smiled and blushed.
I typed: What are you doing.?
He chuckled and placed his chin on my head. "Why not.? I like you. I know you like me. Wanna be a couple.?"
I blushed even more. Fine with me. I'd love to be your girlfriend.
I heard Lacey squeal behind me. I shook my head again. Why is she such a girl?
Deamon took my hand and led me to one of the guest bedrooms. I looked at him confused.
"I'm not bringing you here to have sex with you if that's what you are thinking. You look tired. And I don't trust any of the guts here not to rape you in your sleep so I was gonna stay in here with you." Deamon moved to massage chair to beside the bed and sat in it. And he tossed me his shirt. "You can sleep in that."
I blushed and took my top off and put his shirt on. I left my bottoms on. I got into the bed and laid on my side and looked at Deamon.
Are you gonna get any sleep.?
"I'll sleep when I know you're safe."
I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 23, 2015 ⏰

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