The Monster Under my Bed

youn

Tuesday, March 15, 20XX
5:02 pm

"I have an idea."

I look up from my laundry to see Damien throwing on a shirt, covering up toned abs that I had covered with kisses the night before.

"We should go on a date," he says, with a look of determination. "And I know where we would go."

I cock an eyebrow at his taunting tone. "And where would that be?"

He smirks. "In my homeworld."

I consider this. I have never, ever been to or seen his homeworld.

"Sounds fun!" I say, folding the last price if laundry in this load. "Let me just put this away and change."

He looks at me in a way that makes all of his features look a billion times more attractive. "You better look hot."

I flip my hair dramatically. "Sweet pea, I already am."