Page 131 of My Funny Demon Valentine
His curse was lifted again. But how? He hadn’t done anything on the piano beyond trying to mash a few chords together. The other times he’d had to play for a while before it lifted. He wondered what had happened differently this time, and then his gaze landed back on Eva, and it dawned on him.
He’d been sitting there thinking that he loved her. And love was pretty much the furthest thing from demonic as one could get. Could it really be that simple? Could he be liberated from his black-and-white, invisible existence forever just by loving her?
Eva glanced over then. Seeing him watching her, she smiled and blew a kiss without interrupting her conversation. A sense of contentment unlike anything he’d ever known filled him, and he realized that yes, it really could be that simple.
Eva said goodbye to her friend a minute later, flipping her feet down and crossing the room. When she reached him, she swung a leg over and sat in his lap, that perfect ass of hers pressed against the piano keys.
“How’s Skye?” he asked, gripping her soft thighs and loving the way her flesh overfilled his hands. She smelled so fucking good too. Her flowery soap and the coconut oil she put in her hair mixed with that unique, sweet scent that was just his Eva.
“I couldn’t focus on a damn thing she was saying with you looking at me like that,” she replied, cocking a brow.
“I couldn’t focus on a damn thing either with you waving your bare legs around like that.”
Smiling, she draped her arms over his shoulders and kissed him lazily. Like they had all the time in the world together. Because they did.
His phone vibrated in his pocket. Eva leaned back and helped him pull it out, though he didn’t know why he bothered because as soon as he saw who it was, he rolled his eyes and tossed it on top of the piano.
“Bel again?” Eva asked.
He nodded. “Fucker’s way too excited about moving.”
“I would be too if it meant leaving that crappy apartment.”
“True.” His gaze shifted away. He hadn’t checked Bel’s text because he already knew what it would say. And he still didn’t have an answer for Bel because he’d been putting off the conversation.
“What?” Eva asked immediately, and he should have known better than to think he could hide from her. He didn’t want to hide from her anyway.
“I have to ask you something.” He forced himself to meet her gaze. “Bel found an apartment in your building that he wants to rent.”
“Great.”
Ash cocked a brow, and she rolled her eyes.
“I know, I know, it’ll be a pain in the ass, and we’ll never get any privacy, but it will be nice to have your brothers close, and you’re right about the whole safety-in-numbers thing.” She frowned at the expression on his face. “So what’s the problem?”
“It’s a four bedroom.”
“Perfect, then.”
“Well, not if... Since Mist is with them, it’s not... We might need something bigger if...”
“What?”
He looked at her. “Should I tell Bel I need a room in our new place?”
Eva blinked.
Immediately, he backtracked. “I wasn’t sure what you wanted, and I wanted to be clear, but there’s no problem if you don’t want—”
“Why would you need a room? Aren’t you living here?”
It was his turn to blink. “Uh...”
And then it was Eva’s turn to backtrack awkwardly. Wow, they made quite the pair. “I assumed you would be, but that doesn’t mean you have to, and I don’t want you to—”
“You want me to live here? With you?”
“Um, yeah. I thought that’s what we were doing?”
