Page 62 of Forbidden! Exorcist Roommate
“I wouldn’t have to if you actually did your job properly,” I snapped.
Sagitta went quiet.
The air between us churned with tension. I lost my appetite. I abandoned my drink and half-eaten pretzel on the table, then stormed away. I didn’t check to see if he was following me or not.
My feet carried me to an empty corner of the mall. My fists clenched at my side, and my chest felt tight and hot.
“Oh, dear,” Faust mused. “Trouble in paradise?”
I rubbed my temples, as if I could massage him out of existence. “You’ve caused enough problems today, so can you please shut the hell up?”
“I didn’t mean to,” Faust said casually. “Why did you walk away from your boyfriend?”
Frustration made me blurt, “He is not my boyfriend!”
I didn’t know what we were, but I couldn’t think about it clearly, not right now. Not when I’d just gotten fired and Sagitta was treating me like I was an idiot and Faust was spewing bullshit in my ear.
“I thought you were gone. Why are you back?” I demanded.
“Oh, honey, I wasn’t gone. I thought it prudent to give you two some alone time.”
His nonchalant tone made me feel like I was losing my mind.
“What about the sex toy store?” I hissed, trying to be quiet. The only way this day could get worse was if I got kicked out of the mall for being a raving lunatic babbling about sex toys in public.
Faust sounded like he was lounging. “Oh yes, that. I don’t enjoy being in that type of store. In fact, I don’t care for sex in general.”
He was fucking with me. He was a demon. They loved hedonism.
There was no way he was serious.
“I am not fucking with you, Chase.” He let out a shrill chuckle. “Didn’t I just say I don’t do that?”
I dragged my fingers through my hair. I was half-tempted to rip it out. None of this made sense. Faust had fucked off for a day... Why? Because he disliked the concept of sex? Was that why I couldn’t hear him while shopping at the store?
I ran back through yesterday’s events. After we left the store, Sagitta kissed me in an alley. Then we’d gone home and...
My cheeks flushed. The memory was still vivid and fresh, and despite our argument, I had to stop thinking about it before I got aroused.
“I don’t understand any of this,” I mumbled. “Aren’t you a demon?”
“Uh huh.”
“But... you don’t like sex?”
“Yes, dear.”
The puzzle pieces clicked. “You’re a goddamn asexual demon?”
“Pretty much.”
I stared at the wall as I processed this new fact. Faust, the demon possessing my body, was asexual. That was why he’d vanished all day yesterday.
“You’re telling me that you, what, took a vacation or something?” I asked sarcastically.
“Hmm... More like I stepped out of the house for a bit.”
I let out a scoff that turned into a bitter laugh. “I can’t believe I was actually worried about you.”
