*Seymore’s POV*

Ava sits next to me on the couch and I close my eyes in an effort to control the demon within. I want to hold her, but I don’t know if I can control myself if I do. She smells so good, and I’ve had nothing but lustful thoughts all night because of her short, green dress. While in the museum, I had thought about dragging her into one of the dark corners and convincing her to fool around with me.

I don’t know when Ava got up, she went to grab ...