Vaness’ POV
The time I spent at the beach house with Emilio had been great. We had a few arguments but they all ended in makeout sessions and sometimes a little more. I understand why Satan paired us with each other, we fit so perfectly.
We were in the bath together. “I heard that your ability developed a lot earlier than other incubus and succubus.”
“Yeah but it’s a long story,” Emilio dismissed.
I put my hands on his knees. “We have time.”
“I don’t want you to look at me any differently,” he said.
My brows scrunched up as I said, “Why would I?”
Emilio got up and water ran onto the floor as he stepped out. “Because I wasn’t blessed.”
“What?” I stood up, adding more water to the floor when I stepped out. “What are you talking about?”
“I’m not an incubus because Satan blessed me.”
