Page 53 of Cuddly Demon

TWENTY-TWO

SAINT

"Becca!" I beckon my bestie inside me and Onyx's new apartment.

She wolf whistles as she sets her bag down. "This is nice."

Becca was hesitant to come over today to meet Onyx at first, because she was convinced I was imagining the entire thing.

Ha.

I told her to quit being so close-minded and that, despite what she thinks, no, I didn't have a mental breakdown. Onyx is real, and I'm going to prove it to her.

Becca taps her foot on the ground. "I still don't believe you. I mean, a demon? That's real?"

I laugh. "Yes, he's real. Just wait, you'll see."

We walk into the bedroom, and I take a deep breath as Onyx comes into view. He's shirtless, wearing nothing but a pair of tight jeans. Becca's jaw drops.

"Oh… my… God. You weren't exaggerating. He's beautiful."

Onyx smiles, his face flushing slightly.

He extends his hand. "It's nice to meet you, Becca. I've heard so much about you."

Becca shakes his hand, her eyes filled with awe. "It's nice to meet you too. I'm glad Saint found you."

She turns to me, and her expression changes to one of surprise. "You're glowing. I've never seen you look so happy."

I smile, feeling my cheeks heat up. "I am happy. Onyx is everything I ever wanted and more."

Becca grins. "Here I was, thinking that you belonged in the loony bin if you thought you saw demons. I never thought humans could be in relationships with them."

Onyx slides into a fresh button-down shirt, then smiles at Becca. "That's a common misconception, but it's an unfounded one. We have the same emotions and desires as any human. We just look a bit different."

Becca nods. "I see. Well, I'm glad you two are together. I'm sure you make Saint very content."

Onyx wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me close. "Without a doubt."

I swoon into Onyx's firm arms. "Kiss me. Prove that our love is real."

Time stops as Onyx leans in, his lips pressing against mine. Fireworks spark in my veins as our tongues intertwine and our souls blend into one.

Becca claps her hands. "If that isn't proof, I don't know what is. I'm thrilled for you two."

Onyx looks into my eyes, his own twinkling with love. "I'm the most fulfilled I've ever been. I love you."

I smile. "I love you too."

Becca pulls a bottle of tequila out of her purse. "I brought this as a housewarming gift just in case you were actually real. I think we can drink it now."

I study the bottle, then hand it to Onyx. "I'm not sure if demons can drink tequila."

Onyx roars with laughter. "Demons can drink anything they want. I'm sure this will be no exception."

He pops the cap off the bottle and takes a swig.

"That's a good boy." Becca and I giggle.