Hell On Heels(28)

His voice was thick. “If I don’t stop now I won’t be able to.”
I couldn’t find my voice to save my life. My body trembled and feelings I didn’t understand consumed me. How in such a short time did I feel like this? All I wanted was to be in his arms again, but I stayed still. I was not ready for everything he wanted from me.
“So, do you promise?” Hayden’s voice was hoarse with desire.
“I promise,” I whispered.
His smile took away what little breath I had left. How could a boy this beautiful and amazing care for me?
With my promise secured, he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. My eyes fluttered shut and all my good intensions along with my brain cells melted away. I wrapped my arms around him and tried to deepen the kiss, but again he pulled back.
I gasped at the loss and watched him struggle with himself to be a gentleman. It was in a Demon’s nature to take what we wanted. I was blown away by Hayden’s restraint. It did make me more curious about his age. A young Demon could never do what he did. Nevertheless, I was glad to see he was as affected as I was.
He took my face in his hands, running his thumbs along my cheekbones. “Not the time or the place, Dixie. You could take me down, beautiful girl.” He smiled and shook his head.
I tried to look away but he made it impossible. “You should probably go,” I told him quietly.
His eyes searched my face for a long moment. “You’re right, but I’m going to see you every day until you leave. I want to teach you how to protect yourself on Earth.”
“Have you been to Earth?” I asked.
“Many times.” He gently placed one last kiss on my lips. “I’ll be seeing you soon. Make sure you keep your flying clothes handy.” He winked and my body clenched in desire. Maybe I was ready to be his. Maybe. . .
Hayden stepped back and vanished, leaving behind a cloud of beautiful black glitter mist. My hand went automatically to my lips as my body slid to the floor. What exactly had I just promised him? My virginity? My soul? My life? I wasn’t sure, but whatever it was, it felt right.

Chapter 12
 
"Sloth, what do you think about love?"
My sister stopped raiding my refrigerator and gaped at me.
"What?" I said defensively. "It's just a hypothetical question."
"Oh." She heaved a sigh of relief. "In that case, it's messy—causes unwanted attachments and real emotion. I stay away from it at all costs. Do you have any chocolate in here?"
"It's eight in the morning."#p#分页标题#e#
"Yes. And?" she said.
"Try the freezer," I told her as I heaved my own sigh. Did Demons even know how to love? Was I slated to be like my sisters and doomed to only feel lust? I knew my dad loved me and in her own warped way Sloth did too, but that wasn't the love I was talking about. If at first you don't succeed. . ."What about soul mates?"
Sloth choked on the wad of chocolate in her mouth. "Soul mates?" she croaked. "Why in the Hell did I roll out of bed this morning? You're giving me indigestion. Do not under any circumstances find a soul mate. It completely ruins the fun of orgies."
"Hmmm, hadn't considered that issue," I snapped sarcastically. As much as I loved her, her morals were skanky, but then again so were the rest of my sisters.
"What have you done, Dixie?" she asked as she drank straight from the pitcher of lemonade in my fridge. "Tell me you didn't bond with a college boy."
"I didn't bond with anyone," I informed her as I wondered if I had indeed bonded with Hayden by making my promise to him. Surprisingly the thought didn't frighten me. It filled me with something warm and unfamiliar.
Sloth's eyes narrowed and she pulled a tub of ice cream from the freezer. "Get a spoon and sit," she demanded. "You're gonna talk while I eat my breakfast."
"Your healthy eating habits overwhelm me." I handed her a spoon and parked my butt across the table from her. I needed to talk, and as much as her choice of breakfast food grossed me out I trusted her.
"Yep. Now spill it."
"Um. . ." Maybe talking was a bad idea. I grabbed another spoon and joined her.
She watched me consume half the carton and waited.
"How would you know if someone was your soul mate?" I asked as I pressed my fingers to the bridge of my nose and tried to ward off the brain freeze that the mint chocolate chip had caused. Hell, no matter how hard I might try, I could never be like my sisters. I was always going to be different—right down to my inability to enjoy a crappy breakfast.
"Satan's balls, I'd hoped my vision was wrong," she muttered.
"Do you have to refer to Dad's testicles this early? My brain is frozen and now my stomach is churning."