Little Devil

by Bethany Winters

“I dare you to speak your words, Jordyn James.”

“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.”

I accidentally stumbled upon the girl I want for life at eighteen years old and I’m fucking keeping her. Indefinitely.

“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’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.”

I can’t take my eyes off you. You’re the only fucking girl I’ve ever seen.”

“Do you dare me?” I shake my head at that, tightening my arm around her waist until her hips bump mine. “Not this time, baby. If you’re doing this, do it because you want to. Do it because you want me.”

“No, baby, you can’t–” “Can’t what?” she asks, speaking around her food. “I’m pregnant and I’m the birthday girl. Fight me.”