Chapter 13

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   We sat across from each other at a coffee shop. I gave my order while he sat there staring at me, not taking his eyes off me even for a second " what is it?" I gave up trying to ignore him.

  " I am trying to figure you out, what goes on in your head " sitting back with his arms crossed, he stared at me like a puzzle

  " What goes on in my head?" I questioned his words

  "Yes. What are you thinking?" He asked

  " I told you, I want to hang out and get to know you. It's not every day one comes in contact with something like you " I crossed my legs " also are you not like, suppose to be able to read my thoughts?"

  " apparently " he unfolded his arms and adjusted himself

  " Why?......." Curiously. I leaned forward and whispered, " Demons can't read minds?" I waited for an answer that will blow my mind

  " Yes we can " he responded almost sarcastically " I just can't read yours "

  " why?"

  " I don't know. Maybe there is something wrong with your head " his words made me frown 

  " ouch " sitting back " so you can't read my mind... " I said, " what other thing doesn't work on me?" He lifts his eyeballs in thought 

  " I can't temper with whatever has to do with your head" eyes fell on me " your memories, thoughts, vision "

  " memories?" I then realized why I have been looking like a crazy person. He tempers with people's memories and visions. And since it doesn't work on me..... " that explains so much...... You've made people think I'm crazy. My friend believes that I am obsessed with a guy from my imagination. " stared angrily

  " That is your fault, not mine. You are too inquisitive " I felt offended but chose to remain silent

  " here you go " the waiter arrived with my mocha and Donuts, interrupting our conversation

  " thank you "

  " enjoy " with a smile he left

  " so...... You are a demon? Does that mean other creatures exist, the one I use to read about " he nodded slightly and his eyes fell on my drink " werewolf? "

  " Yeah "

  " Vampires? "

  " yeap "

  " witches, dragons, zombies, unicorns?"

  "Seriously?" He cut me off " Zombies? Unicorns?"

  " What?..... Blow my mind " I smiled while he watched me silently. " what about fairies? "

  " Arrrrrrrrr Damn " he grumbled " I hate does creatures. Little things roaming around like flies, sticking their nose in people's business " irritated

  " Fairies?" I was shocked, fairies did exist. I watched him reach for my mocha " hey " I barked but he ignored me, took a sip from the straw, nods in approval

  " This is good " he compliments

  " Don't you have Courtesy " I scold with a frown

  " I..........." Someone cut us off rudely

  " Cleopatra?" The person sounded shocked. I lift my head to see that person, that person that I have promised never to see again, I would kill if I ran into. Forest green eyes, dark hair, perfect lips, 6 feet tall, perfect figure. My heart dropped to somewhere around my knees.

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