She takes my hand and I haul her to her feet. “Where are we going? Back to my place?”
“Nope.” I pick up her clothing and help her get dressed. “We’re going to mine.”
Chapter 15
Ara
Glitch is a unicorn demon. Have I said that already? Probably, but it bears repeating. This man is a wet dream come true, and I’m going to bind myself to him for life. I’ve never given marriage much thought before. I’m hardly thinking of it now. If that’s not something he wants, I won’t press it. I just want him. Forever. I don’t need to sign some contract for that to happen.
But I will sell my soul to the devil to make it last an eternity.
He drives my car back to his place and keeps his hands on my thigh the whole way. It’s a little possessive and calming at the same time. I feel like a live wire that’s been zapping for hours. When will it fizzle out?
I have a feeling the answer’s never as long as Glitch is around.
We pull into a cul-de-sac that’s all townhouses. I’m not sure what I was expecting, but this surprises me a bit. “You live alone?”
“Yeah.” He opens the garage door and drives in. Cutting the engine, he gets out and opens the passenger door for me. I’m grateful because my limbs are heavy. My body’s spent. Glitch guides me inside his home and flicks on the lights.
It smells amazing in here. Like lemons and clean laundry. And it’s immaculate. Glitch drops my key fob on his breakfast bar and grabs my hand. There’s a lot going on—electronics, artwork, books. “You read?” I pluck the first novel I see and glance at the title. It’s a vampire romance.
“Love to when I’ve got the time.”
“You read romance novels?” I can’t believe it. Why can’t I believe it? I should. The man is a fucking devil on my body, he must have learned these tricks from somewhere.
“I do more than read them.” He tugs me along. “Come here.”
I follow Glitch into his bedroom and towards a closet.
Oh, here it is. The moment the bubble will pop.
If he opens that closet door and puts me in some kind of cage because he’s a serial killer, I’ll be so damn mad. Instead of chains and a dog bowl dish for his captives, I find one hell of a recording setup—complete with soundproof pads on the walls and ceiling. “Whoa. You turned your walk-in closet into a recording studio?”
Glitch shrugs. “It’s a side hustle. Trey talked me into it. Said my voice was perfect for audiobooks, and since he knows a lot of authors, he was able to help me get a foothold in the business.”
I can’t even believe this. “You narrate audiobooks.”
“Smutty ones, mostly.”
My eyebrows lift to my hairline. “I want to listen to one.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.” He pulls out his chair and taps the seat. “Put your sweet ass right here.” As I do, he grabs a set of headphones and places them on my ears. His monitor lights up and he starts clicking various files and hits play on one of clips.
His voice hits my ears with a deep, raspy, “Heyyyy, Kitty.”
My thighs clench. My pulse races.
“Why don’t you crawl over here? That’s it. Nice and slow.” I glance up at Glitch. This is what audiobooks are like? How have I never listened to one before?
“Did you miss this cock?”
I stare at his crotch and see he’s hard. Leaning against the desk, arms crossed over his chest, Glitch smiles down at me.
“Open your mouth so I can give you a gift.”
I pull the headphones off. “Someone wrote this in a book?”
Because. Take. My. Money.
“I wrote that,” he confesses.
It’s a good thing I’m sitting down because otherwise my knees might have buckled.
“I wrote that and a lot more.” He hits the computer keys again. “See?”
I glance at the screen. The folder is titled Kitty Series and there are a ton of tracks.
Glitch massages the back of his neck and looks a little uncomfortable. “You showed me your works that are still in progress. Thought I could share mine with you too.”
I hold the headphones up to my ears again, hit play on another track, and listen to his dirty words. It makes me break out in a sweat.
He shuts off the recording. “They’re about you.”
All oxygen evacuates my lungs. They’re about you.
He pulls the headphones off.
They’re about you.
“I’ve been in love with you for a long time, Ara. Even if that doesn’t seem possible or sound true, it is. I’ve fantasized about you so often, I needed to channel it somehow because I didn’t think this,” he says, waving his hand between us, “was ever going to happen.”