Page 57 of My Saintly Demon

“The vampire guy? Yeah, he’s actually really nice. I don’t know if he’ll stay, though. But we had a great discussion. I hope it works out for him.”

Charles stares up at the moon. Most people like to bathe in the sun, but with Charles, it’s the moon. Again, I’m grateful, because his pale skin glows in the darkness and he’s even more beautiful.

“I talked to my dad today.”

He turns his head, all focus on me now.

“What did he say?”

“He said he could come for dinner and stay for a few hours.”

“That’s great! Are you happy about that?”

Not having had much time with my dad when I learned about my mother, it had been nagging at me. I wanted to know all about her. Charles convinced me to just ask my dad to come visit.

“I am. I’m looking forward to it. You’ll be there, right?”

“Of course I will.”

The silence is comfortable as we sip our drinks and I try not to get distracted over his naked body. Just once I should be able to come out here and not fuck him, but I’m a simple creature and it’s hard.

Literally.

“Um, so, I went to the outreach center in town today.”

Sitting up, I set my glass quickly on the table.

“And? How did it go?”

He puffs out a breath and turns to me.

“Good. I can volunteer there once I get a police background check. So I’ll do that as often as needed. You’re okay with that?”

“Why wouldn’t I be? You want to help other young people from struggling like you did. It’s wonderful, just like you.”

“I also ran into a priest from my old diocese.” Charles waits for my reaction and I promised I wouldn’t overreact when he said it was a possibility.

“And by run into, do you mean with your car?”

His laugh fills the air.

“No. But he was polite and said he was sorry I left.”

“Well, sorry doesn’t cut it,” I grumble, and Charles climbs into my lap, forcing me to unclench my fists.

“It’s enough. I’m not holding a grudge. Time is too precious. But I may see him there more, and I need to know you won’t storm in and take me away over your shoulder.”

He holds my face forward, forcing me to look into his green eyes.

“I promised I’d do whatever you need to be happy, Charles. I’d never do that to you. I might want to, but I won’t.”

“Thank you.” He kisses me softly and wiggles on my lap. His bare ass brushing against my hard on. “But feel free to do it now if you like.”

“Don’t ever change your love for cock, Chuck.”

I laugh as he grinds down on me harder.

“I only love yours.”

---