"Are you sure you don't need this?" Octavia asked me, shaking the milk carton lightly in my sight as we sat around the couch in the room.
"I can wait." I shrugged. "I'm still surprised that I don't feel as crazy as I was earlier. Thanks to Cammie."
"Yep, I snapped you out of that big ass craving," Cammie smiled proudly as she took a seat opposite us.
"Cammie, don't say ass," I scowled at her.
"Oh, come on, Viv, you won't grow horns with just a few bad words," she said. I shot her a look.
"Anyway," I said and turned to Octavia. "I thought you were busy."
"I was, but your mom called me that you had called her at the hospital, so she asked me to check on you."
"Oh well, a mother always knows when her child is in trouble," I said with a nod.
"All because of that crazy succubus," Cammie
