ain't seen nothing yet."
Still chuckling, he turned toward the kitchen. "I can believe that. Never a dull moment when you're around." He paused. "Are you coming or not?"
I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
"Going where?"
He pushed open the kitchen door. "I'm hungry."
"Didn't you just eat all of the ice cream?"
"Yeah, still hungry."
"Good Lord, aliens can eat." I stayed put.
Daemon glanced over his broad shoulder. "I have this strong inclination that I need to keep an eye on you. Where I go you go." He waited for me to move, and when I didn't, his smile turned devilish. "Or I can forcibly move you." I was pretty sure I didn't want to know how he planned to do that. "All right, let's go." I shuffled past him and plopped down in a seat at the table.
Daemon grabbed a plate of leftover chicken.
"Want some?"
I shook my head. Unlike them, I didn't eat ten square meals a day.
He was quiet as he moved around the kitchen. Since the night on the rock, we hadn't been at each other's throats. It wasn't like we were getting along, but it seemed like an undeclared truce existed. I had no idea what to do with him since we weren't trying to tick each other off.
Resting my cheek on my palm, I had a hard time pulling my eyes off him. He was broad and tall, but he moved like a dancer. Each step was smooth and supple. Even the simplest movement looked like a form of art.
Then there was his face.
At that moment, he peered up from his plate.
"So how are you holding up?"
I tore my eyes from him and focused on the plate of food that was already half eaten. How long had I been staring at him? This was getting ridiculous. Did the trace turn me into a walking hormone? "I'm doing okay." He took a bite of chicken and chewed slowly. "You are. You've accepted all of this. I'm surprised."
"What did you think I'd do?"
Daemon shrugged. "With humans, the possibilities are endless."
I bit my lip. "Do you think that we are somehow weaker than you because we're human?"
"It's not that I think you're weaker, I know you are." He eyed me over his glass of milk.
"I'm not trying to be obnoxious by saying that.
You are weaker than us."
"Maybe physically but not mentally or...morally," I countered.
"Morally?" He sounded confused.
"Yeah, like, I'm not going to tell the world about you guys to get money. And if I was captured by an Arum, I wouldn't bring them back to you all."
"Wouldn't you?"
Offended, I leaned back and folded my arms. "No. I wouldn't."
"Even if your life was threatened?" Disbelief colored his tone.
Shaking my head, I laughed. "Just because I'm human doesn't mean I'm a coward or unethical. I'd never do anything that would put Dee in danger. Why would my life be more valuable than hers? Now yours...debatable. But not Dee." He stared at me for several seconds, then went back to his food. If I was expecting an apology I wasn't going to get one. Big surprise there.
"So how long will it take for this trace to fade?" My eyes went right back to him. Very annoying.
Daemon's eyes were intent and bright, the green hue seeming to burn through me. He took a long, healthy drink.
I swallowed, my throat dry.
"Probably a week or two, maybe less," he said, squinting. "It's already starting to fade." It was weird that he was talking about this light around me that I couldn't see. "What do I look like? A giant light bulb or something?" He chuckled, shaking his head. "It's a soft white glow that's around your body, kind of like a halo."
"Oh, well that's not too bad. Are you done?" When he nodded, I grabbed his plate out of habit. Not to throw it at him, but mainly out of something to do. "At least I don't look like a Christmas tree."
"You look like the star atop the tree." His breath stirred the hair around my cheek.
Gasping, I turned around.
Daemon stood directly behind me. Our bodies separated only by a foot or two. Placing my hands on the edge of the counter, I dragged in a deep breath. "I hate it when you do that alien super-speed thing." Smiling, he cocked his head to the side. "Kitten, what are we going to get into?"
A thousand images flashed. Thank God reading thoughts wasn't one of his alien powers.
Such a strange thickness invaded the air around me, and this