Little Devil

by Bethany Winters

“My girl is gone, you idiot. What the fuck am I supposed to do?” “Maybe try keeping your dick out of her best friend,” I offer, shrugging while I finish the last of my drink. “See if that makes a difference.”

“Who the fuck is this freak?”

“I’m the freak who’s gonna steal your girl.”

She looks like mine.

“I don’t want a princess,” I tell her, shamelessly moving my eyes over her sexy little outfit. “That little devil inside you? I wanna play with her.”

“You wanna ride, princess?” “I brought my car.” I raise a brow, knowing he already knows that considering he was watching us talk before. “Not what I meant,”

“Why are you staring at me like that?” “Because I’m obsessed with you,”

“You’re gonna break her heart, man.” “No, I’m not,” I say simply, looking over my shoulder to watch her through the window. “I’m not that guy anymore.” “Since when?” I shrug and blow my smoke out, grinning to myself while I give him the only answer there is. “Since her.”

It makes me fucking giddy to know she trusts me over them, to know she chooses me over them. It makes me hers.

“It’s okay to be who you are, baby.” “I know but.. what if no one likes who I am?” “It doesn’t matter,” I say simply. “All that matters is that you like yourself.”

“And if I dared you to kiss another girl?” “I’d lose the game,” he says simply, shrugging like he didn’t just lie to my face. “No, you wouldn’t.” “Dare me, then,”

breakfast at Lucky’s

“I dare you to love me forever.”