Nadya’s POV

“Oh, will you stop giving me such a sour damn look!? Christ, I’m not going to rape you, so stop lookin’ at me like I might!”

“Sorry if you don’t get my vote of confidence for being an honest man.” I was curled up on my couch, wearing a new set of pajamas, trying and failing to be okay with a demon in my apartment.

I was wearing a ratty t-shirt with a peeling Scooby-Doo on the front and a pair of ...