Chapter 24
Twenty-Four
Daphne
“What the hell are you doing?”
Brooks’s rough, sleepy voice had me spinning around, still clutching the smoking sage.
His morning voice was too attractive for someone I was about to perform an exorcism on.
The earthy scent filled the room as gray smoke drifted around us.
Thank God I’d found my backup stash in the bathroom. After last night, my room needed some serious spiritual intervention.
Brooks sat up and stretched, his hair sticking up in every direction. It was cute, though I wouldn’t tell him that.
He watched me cross the room, half awake and suspicious. One of his eyes still looked pretty rough.
I shrugged, but didn’t stop. “Cleansing the room of evil spirits.”
“Evil spirits from us fucking?”
“Hey, your words, not mine.” I took a step closer to the bed, letting the smoke drift over him. “I let your demonic energy inside me last night.”
“Oh, so my cock is the evil spirit?” His sleepy expression dissolved into an arrogant smirk. “Funny. The way you were riding it last night, I would’ve sworn you thought it was a god.”
I wanted to smack that grin right off his face. “Which is why I need to sage the room and my body. I’m also washing my vagina in bleach as soon as you’re out of here.”
“Perfect,” he replied around a yawn. “Save me some. I’ll use it to clean that smart mouth of yours.”
I flipped him off and waved the sage around his face.
He coughed and swatted at the thick smoke. “You’re nuts. Do you know that?”
“Hold still. “You’re clearly possessed.”
He ducked away. “The only thing possessed in this room is you. You’re unhinged, babe.”
“I think you have me confused with you.”
He stole the sage and held it out of my reach. “Psychos attract psychos.”
“We’re more of an opposites-attract situation.”
“If that’s what helps you sleep better at night.” He stood and stubbed the sage out in the ashtray.
“It does. Thank you.”
“It’s okay. My kind of crazy happens to like your kind.”
“First off, I’m not crazy.”
“You are. Which is why you’ll make a great Fawn.”
“Sons want their Fawns submissive. The opposite of me.”
“You’ll become that. Just give it time.” He winked. “I’ll break you in.”
“Ha! Have you met me, sir?”
He checked his hair in the vanity mirror, then looked back at me. “Yes. You were very much obedient when I told you to come all over my cock last night.” He passed me on his way to the door.
“You’re leaving?” I asked. “No morning-after breakfast in bed?”
“You’re not special enough for breakfast in bed.”
I winced. Asshole.
That was why I’d saged his ass.
He reached the door and stopped.
When he spoke, his tone was serious. “Don’t forget what tomorrow is.”
The door shut behind him.
Just like that, every smart-ass thought disappeared.
My Initiation was tomorrow.
And I was so unprepared.