Page 53 of My Demon Assistant

Eshim didn't hesitate to do anything for me, and he could do alotof things. He could take me to see a different part of the world every weekend or 'buy' me the most expensive things if I just asked for it.

There were a lot of things he did for me that I could never do for him, but that didn't mean there wasn't something I could do to show him just how much he meant to me. Right?

Like the past few weekends, we were planning to spend this one together too. Usually, we either stayed home or Eshim asked me what I wanted to do or if there was somewhere I wanted to go.

This weekend, I wanted to ask him whathewanted to do.

"What are you thinking about?"

I jumped, then blinked in surprise as my surroundings came into focus. Was I seriously thinking about my boyfriend and daydreamingat work? What was I, a teenager?

I glanced up at the lead role of my thoughts, and smiled sheepishly. "Nothing, sorry. What were you saying?"

Eshim smiled, then shook his head fondly. "The last client postponed to next week, so your schedule is clear."

I blinked, then sat upright. "Does that mean we can go home?"

"If you want."

"Great. My place?"

Eshim nodded instantly, and I smiled. Maybe our weekend could start a little early.

We packed up quickly, and I decided to drive us home since we had time. And because I didn't want to leave my car at work all weekend.

"So what do you want to do this weekend?" Eshim asked, and I glanced over at him.

"Whatever you want."

"Yeah?" he asked, voice brimming with excitement, and I smiled as I turned my gaze back to the road.

"Yep. We've done a lot of things I wanted to do lately. This weekend is all yours."

"Awesome! Is it okay if I think about it for a while?"

"Of course. Take all the time you need."

For the rest of the drive, Eshim was lost in thought, his fingers tapping out a rhythm only he knew on my thigh.

When we got to my house, Eshim suggested we both take Tom to the dog park since we were home early, and I saw no reason to disagree.

After we'd freshened up—Eshim with a wave of his magic and me the old-fashioned way because I preferred it—and changed into casual clothes, I grabbed Tom's leash while Eshim and Tom eagerly waited at the door.

I attached the leash, and then we headed down the street. Eshim slid his hand in my free one, and I smiled at him as Tom tried to lead us off course to sniff at a particularly interesting bush.

When we reached the park, there were no other dogs around, probably because most people were still at work. I supposed there were some perks of being your own boss.

Releasing Tom from his leash, I watched him race across the grass, a wide doggy smile on his face.

"He looks so happy," Eshim observed as he leaned into my side, and I hummed in agreement.

"He does, doesn't he? We should bring him here more often."

"Yeah, we should," he said, then shot me a grin. "Okay, I've decided what I want to do tomorrow."

"Yeah? Hit me."

Eshim jerked back, his eyes wide with horror. "I would never do that! Why would you even ask that of me?" His brows furrowed. "Was it a sex thing?" He looked around us, his confusion mounting. "But we're in public!"

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