"I love you, Katy. Always have. Always will," he said, voice thick and hoarse with panic. "I will come back for you. I will-" The emergency doors sealed shut with a soft thud. "I love you," I said, but Daemon...Daemon was gone."
"Oh, dear God and baby Jesus in the manger, my eyes!" Dee shrieked. "My eyes!" My own eyes snapped open. Daemon lifted his head, eyes luminous. Then I realized my hands were still up his shirt. I yanked them out. "Oh my God," I whispered, mortified. Daemon said something that burned my ears. "Dee, you didn't see anything." And then he added much lower, "Because you have impeccable timing." "You were on...her and your mouths were doing this." I could just imagine her hand signals at that point. She went on. "And that's more than I want to see. Like, ever."
"Daemon snatched the yellow packages from my hands. "Oh! Books! You have books!" I laughed as several people waiting in line looked over their shoulders. "Hand them over." He clutched them to his chest, making moony eyes. "My life is now complete." "My life would be complete if I could actually post a review on something other than the school library computers." I did that about twice a week since my latest laptop went to the big computer heaven in the sky."
"Infuriated, I scrambled over him, even more furious when I saw the humored glint in his eyes. "God you tick me off." "Well at least I got you--" "Don't even finish that statement!"
While you're deep in something, you never say or do what you need to. It's always after the fact, when it's too late, that you realize what you should've said or done.
"Seriously, though, the bouncer won't be a problem. I think he liked me." - Daemon "W-w-What?" - Katy "I think he liked me, like, really liked me." - Daemon "Your ego knows no limit, you know that?." - Katy "You'll see. I know these kinds of things." - Daemon"
"More books." His eyes went wide. "You have, like, then books you just said you haven't read." "Doesn't mean I won't get more books." I smiled at is incredulous expression. "I haven't been able to read a lot lately, but I will, and then I won't be out of anything new to read."
"Did she just-" "Yes." "But I don't-" "Yes you do. We both stink." "Well, I'm not-" "Yes. You are." He huffed. "You wont let-" "No. No complaining. Let's go." I grabbed a clean shirt and pants from my saddlebags. "Well, she could have handled it better," he grumped. "No. She couldn't." He settled into a sulky silence as we visited the bathhouse."