Little Devil

by Bethany Winters

Something about her just calls to me in a way I’ve never experienced before. She looks so put together and fake and trapped and so fucking hot I can’t stand it. 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.”

He makes me feel alive and I crave it like a drug.

“How do you feel about me?” “Like I wanna kiss you until you can’t breathe.”

I just hope she doesn’t rip my heart out and take it with her when she decides she’s done with me.

She’s the best drug I’ve ever had and I’m officially addicted, out of control and desperate not to lose my fix.

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

“Xan,” I whisper, hesitating a second before I decide to tell him. “I think I’m falling for you.” A light laugh leaves him and he smiles against my lips, still moving with me to the beat of the music. “Baby, I’ve already fallen.”

“I know you felt it then and I know you feel it now. I can’t take my eyes off you. You’re the only fucking girl I’ve ever seen.”

“I dare you to love me forever.”