Whispers Of My Incubus Guardian
No—if he had any inkling of how he affected me, he would tease me until I was a blushing mess, and he might push our encounters further, beyond a kiss.
“If it were just a story, I might indulge in the romance,” I began, my eyes meeting Anton’s with a mixture of amusement and warning. “But if you were to meet a real demon… Well, let’s just say I doubt you’d be standing here asking me about it.”
“But you would consider it, right? I mean, what if they were… irresistibly attractive?” Anton’s eyes brightened, his enthusiasm almost boyish.
I gave a small chuckle and shook my head. “They’re demons, Anton. Deception is in their nature, and of course, they’re bound to be pleasing to the eye. It’s par
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