Page 41 of I Accidentally Summoned a Demon Boyfriend

“I’m okay.” He stood outside the door. “The shower helped.”

“What’s wrong?” I looked around him. The room behind him was lit with the light of the moon. The light bounced off the floor and cast a soft glow that outlined his body.

“Nothing’s wrong,” he said simply and then just stood there, awkwardly looking at me. It was like he had a deep dark secret and had found out I knew.

“So why are you here?” Suddenly, I felt self-conscious. Why is he looking at me like that?

“You said to let you know if I needed you.” Metice entered the room and headed for my bed. He pulled the covers back and sat.

“What’s going on?” I slowly crossed the room. “Are you okay?”

“I'm okay. This may feel off putting and I’ll understand if you say no. Rayna, after today, I want nothing but the comfort of your presence. Just lay with me, please.” There was something vulnerable in his tone, something I never expected from him.

“Okay.” I joined him in the bed.

There was nothing to say. I had no witty comebacks or comments about him wanting to be in my bed. Metice’s body healed, but I could feel it: something inside him was hurting. If being with me could help, I would give him that.

Metice pulled the covers over us, and we lay together in silence. There was nothing to talk about. He pulled me into his side and rubbed my shoulder before nuzzling his head against the top of my bonnet-covered hair. It didn’t take long until he was softly snoring. Piko sat on the floor at the foot of the bed, also snoring. Between the two of them, it wasn’t long before I was knocked out as well.

I woke alone in my bed, the aroma of fresh food filling the air. Metice sat at the table outside my room.

“I repaired the table,” he announced as I exited the room. “I thought it would be nice to have one more meal together before you go.”

“Thank you.” I joined him at the table. “Did you sleep okay?”

“Better than I have in years, yes.” He sipped from a cup of what looked like tea and smelled like honey. “Thank you for allowing me to sleep in your bed.”

“Oh, um…” I didn’t know what to say. It wasn’t like I was going to kick him out. “No problem. I’m glad you were able to rest.”

“I thought you might want to try another local meal.” He pointed to the food on the table. “All safe for human consumption. Fruits and a treat we call sinulo.”

“Sinulo?” I looked at the plate of what looked like soupy scrambled eggs with swirls of brown, green, and purple.

“It’s like a sweet egg. It’s delicious, trust me.” He pointed to the plate with pride, and I wondered if he’d made the meal himself.

I sat down and took a spoon full of the colorful substance. Looking at him first, I popped the bite into my mouth, and I might not have gagged on his dick, but there was no way I was keeping that shit down. The sour taste hit the back of my throat, and I spit it right back out and into his face.

“Oh shit, I’m so sorry!” I smacked my hand over my mouth.

“I take it you don’t like it?” He picked up a napkin and wiped the food from his face.

“I’m sorry, but no. That tastes…” I paused. “Actually, let me keep my thoughts to myself.”

“Well, I tried.” he shrugged. “Ready to go home?”

“Actually, yes I am.” I placed the plate on the floor, and Piko ran to it and cleared it in seconds. At least it wouldn’t be wasted. “I mean, thank you for taking care of me, but I miss my things, and I’m sure work is piling up. That’s if I haven’t been fired from my contracts. I’ve been here for a week now, right? By your math, that means nearly two months away from home. No way I’m going to be able to excuse that sort of absence easily.”

“You’re worried about work?” Metice frowned, as if the concept was foreign to him.

“I’m human. I have bills to pay.” I reminded him that I didn’t belong in his world. At home, my bills were on autopay, but there was still so much I needed to handle. I also worried about my friends. Keri must have been losing her shit.

“Right.” He stood. “Let’s get you home.”

Bags in hand, Metice did his thing. The room tensed with energy, and my vision faded. Gone was the mountainside home in hell. When my sight returned, I was standing in the moonlight space in my bedroom.

“Oh God, what is that smell?” I gagged and ran to the window to open it. As the fresh air poured in, I scanned the room and found the half-eaten bowl of broccoli cheddar soup on the table. “Dammit! It’s going to take forever to get that smell out of here.”

“I bet sinolu tastes a whole lot better than whatever that is,” Metice joked. “Why does it smell so bad?”

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