I actually really don't want to know," I admitted. "Up until a few seconds ago I had a lot of illusions about you being this incredible, sane guy and I'd like to keep them, but I'm not going to be satisfied until I do."

"Fine then, I won't tell you."

I planted my face in my palm and sighed. "It doesn't matter how crazy this is, I'm going to be thinking about it all night."

He gave me a purely demonic grin. "Then I definitely won't tell you. "

My eyes narrowed. "That's nothing to be proud of."

"And why wouldn't I be proud of keeping a pretty girl up all night?" He chuckled and chewed on a French fry.

My face and the back of my neck burned. He had to be joking. No one could say something so horrifying and then eat a French fry. Supernatural beings didn't like fast food, I was sure of it. This was all an elaborate hoax and I just hasn't picked up on it yet. It had to be, and even if it wasn't I would pretend it was. Pretend until it became true.

Author: Katherine Pine