''I don't care if I fall in love with a devil, as long as that devil will love me the way he loves hell.''
''Why do boys become so much worse when they're together Lacey?'' Anne questioned, the frustration evident in her tone.
''Demons strengthen in numbers,'' was my imminent response.
Nate regarded me through hooded eyes as he took a swig from his drink, his mouth upturned into a slight smile.
He edged closer until he was stood to my side, leaning down to whisper in my ear.
''Demon, you say? Well then darling, I promise you an adventure that only the devil himself could deliver, which will be full of corruption,'' he whispered, before walking off.