Page 29 of Hot Girls Date Demons
Because somehow I already know he's telling the truth.
“But more importantly,” he murmurs, looking at me like I'm something precious, “I am the one male in the multiverse who wishes to worship and adore you exactly as you deserve.”
The words hit me right in the chest.
Nobody has ever spoken to me like that.
Nobody has ever looked at me this way.
Like I'm beautiful.
Like I'm wanted.
Like I'm enough.
Tears sting unexpectedly behind my eyes.
Because that's all I've ever wanted.
To be enough.
“Josie?” he whispers immediately, concern filling his face. “Have I upset you?”
I shake my head.
“No.”
“Then why do you cry, Myrrin?”
“Because no one's ever looked at me like this before.”
Something fierce enters his expression.
Something protective.
“Then they were fools. But they don’t matter now. Only we do.”
My breath catches.
“Desmond—”
“You are magnificent, Mate.”
I laugh shakily.
“You don't know me.”
“I know enough.”
His thumb brushes away a tear.
“You rushed toward danger to help a stranger.”
Another kiss to my lips.
“You work to heal others.”
A kiss to my neck.
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