Page 50 of Hot Girls Date Demons

“I don't have a look.”

“Sweetie, you've got glow.”

Wonderful.

Absolutely wonderful.

“Anyway,” she says, wiggling her brows. “Tell me about Mr. Tall, Dark, and Delicious.”

My stomach flips.

Tall.

Dark.

Delicious.

All accurate.

“How did you know he was tall with dark hair and eyes?”

“Oh, Madame is in again! She said something about you getting lucky,” she replies, wagging her eyebrows.

I bite my lip and don’t bother replying because the truth?

I did get lucky.

Very lucky.

“Myrrin.”

The deep voice from this morning echoes through my memory.

God.

I miss him already.

Which is insane.

We've known each other less than twenty-four hours.

Before leaving, he'd kissed me softly and tucked a curl behind my ear.

“Myrrin, I must see my old employer today and it might take a few hours, okay?”

“Of course,” I'd told him.

Truthfully, I hadn't understood why he was informing me.

He was an adult.

He could do whatever he wanted.

Besides, I had another twelve-hour shift.

And afterward…

Afterward, he'd promised he'd pick me up.