Sebastian hoped she'd come back.
Funny, the butler couldn't help thinking, that he should use that word. Hope. What an odd notion, so random, clearly he'd spent too long in the company of humans. For how can one place his trust, or 'hope', in an event that has no right to happen again?
And yet, the demon wished it would. Whenever he thought of that night his heart would swell, and that was quite a claim in itself.
Nothing, absolutely nothing made it past Sebastian's outer skin. Not bullets, not knives, not emotions. And yet she had waltzed right past his defenses and settled in his breast like a hot cup of tea. Frankly, if he weren't so busy being enamored he'd be upset. She teased him, made a fool out of him, actually. Played with him like putty in her beautiful, tiny hands.
As he watched her leave the manor, silent as a shadow, Sebastian's belief in her return grew stronger. After all, he was completely irresistible and he knew it- nothing in the mortal plane could stand against his desires. If Sebastian Michaelis couldn't charm an entire dimension of existence, well, what sort of butler would he be?
So it annoyed him how impervious she was. He stared at her with the passion and intensity of all hell's fires, and all she did was blink and lick her lips. Any other being would tremble and cry, but she had the audacity to look out the window, pretending to take interest in a passing bird.
When she came back (when, not if), he would teach her a lesson. He would teach that insolent female not to discard a demon's affections. He loved her and by Satan, she would feel it.
He called her name suddenly, and to his surprise she stopped.
In the rising sun she looked even more magnificent than ever, pink light dancing in her dark hair. Big, round eyes turned to him, innocent yet cunning. Sebastian could hardly believe a blush had settled in his cheeks.
The demon only smiled. He could find nothing to say. Hopefully, she detected his secret wish, his unspoken dream. Was it his imagination, or was she nodding?
Either way, she was gone within the next five minutes. Sebastian couldn't argue with that. He had work as well, seeing as the servants would need waking soon. Ah, what a day it would be…
Sebastian turned back inside, still grinning. She'd come back. He'd left some catnip on the porch.