I gasped at the surprising sudden lip contact, jumping a little. Daemon took that as a sign to kiss me harder, his lips moving over mine. His hands went down to my hips and gripped them tightly, pulling me closer. Oh, dear Lord. I moved my hands up his arms to his shoulders, causing him to bring me impossibly closer. I tangled one of my hands in his hair and the other found its way to his chest. Daemon growled and ran one of his hands up my body to my face. I leaned into his touch and knotted my hand tighter in his hair. He broke lip contact, causing me to frown. He smiled devilishly at me and the next thing I knew, I was against his bedroom wall, being pushed against his body as he slammed his lips back onto mine. He was breathing just as hard as me, and somewhere in the background I heard a snap and a sort of sizzling sound. I was about to move so I could see what broke, but Daemon stopped me by putting his lips lightly on my jaw. Way to shoot my last conscious thoughts to hell. I shivered as his hand slid down my body back down to my hips. Daemon's lips came down on mine again, softly this time.
"Daemon? Katy? Are you all right?" Dee's voice came from behind the door. Daemon sighed and put his forehead against mine, kissing me gently one last time before slowly stepping away.
"Yeah, we're fine Dee. It's okay." He said, lightly tugging on my arm so I would get off of the wall and stand by him in the middle of the room. No later had he pulled me next to him, the door opened revealing a slightly shaken Dee. Her eyes immediately went to me and Daemon. Standing next to each other. Without killing one another. Miracles can happen. Especially when said miracle could kiss that damn well. She raised an eyebrow, but probably decided it wasn't important because she went on.
"Sorry, it's just that well...are you alright Katy?" She asked. I brought my eyes up to hers, hoping she wouldn't notice that they were glazed over. I was still recovering. And not from the headache. I sucked in a much needed breath and gave a short nod.
"I'm fine, I guess. I don't even know Dee." I said honestly, bringing a hand back up to my head, remembering the pain. Daemon shot me a concerned glance, causing me to remove my hand from my head. Can't have him thinking that another mind splitting experience is on its way. No thank you. Rain-check on that one. Dee looked at me funny.
"Katy, are you sure you're okay? You sound like you can barely breathe." She said, worried. My eyes widened, and I could practically feel Daemon smirk. I cleared my throat.
"Um, yeah I'm just great. Still a little breathless I guess." I smiled, hoping she would believe me. Obviously Daemon doesn't have to worry about this. He doesn't even really need to breathe. Freaky, I know. Dee looked from me to Daemon again, narrowed her eyes, and then them back up to my gaze. She smiled, and then turned out of the room, walking down the hall, probably to her room. I sighed in relief and sat back down on Daemon's bed, lying down on my back. Daemon eased his body next to mine and stared at the ceiling, chuckling. I smacked him on the arm, making him cry out in mock pain. He laughed even harder, causing to roll my eyes and break out in a smile. His laugh is deep and calms me down a little from the awkward encounter with Dee. She knew something was up. Whether or not she knew what that something was is beyond me. Gosh, I hope she doesn't know. That'd be awkward to explain. Hey Dee, I want you to know that I've been making out with your brother. It hasn't happened a lot, but damn, how I wish it did. I frowned. Me saying that to Dee would probably result in Daemon SOMEHOW finding out. The last thing I'm trying to do is boost his ego. He's got enough of that to circle the universe and back.
Daemon put his hands underneath his head. Looking over at him, I saw his intense green gaze directed toward the ceiling, his face peaceful and happy. His eyes drifted over to me slowly, making the glitters in my stomach start full speed. He moved a little closer, making me hyper aware of the nonexistent space between us. Suddenly a thought hit me. Me and Daemon aren't together, well not officially. I don't want a kissing buddy. I quickly sat up and moved away from him.
"Katy?" He asked, sitting up with questioning eyes. I took in another breath.
"Daemon, we can't do this. I don't want to just make out with you." I said, tired. He raised both eyebrows and shot me a sexy grin.
"Well, Kitten, if you'd rather do other things, I'm all for it." I blushed a little at his reference, but quickly got back on track.
"No, Daemon, I mean that I'm not looking for a kissing buddy." I said, repeating my thoughts. He looked amused, but then got serious once he noticed my expression. I could tell that I looked dead serious. He stood up and stepped towards me.
"I'm not your kissing buddy Katy." He said. I folded my arms.
"Really? That's all we do," I say. "I just can't do that."
Daemon frowned at me, but took a step closer. "I do want not want to be your kissing buddy." He said, taking another step towards me. "I do want to be with you Katy." He said. I began to get angry. He had acted like a jerk a few weeks ago, and now he thinks we're all hunky-dorey? I put my hands on my hips. Sensing my feeling, his eyebrows drew closer together.
"Katy, I do want to be with you. I understand that I was a huge dickhead, hell, I still am, but that doesn't change my feelings towards you." He said. I scoffed.
"Daemon, I just don't think-" I said. He put a finger on my lips.
"Then don't think. Let me finish. I do like you Katy. So much that it's almost unbearable. I NEED to be with you." He said, moving his hand up to my cheek. I looked away, but then back at him, finding his eyes searching mine. This can't be real. I closed my eyes.
"Daemon, I'm not sure if this is going to work." I said. He smiled a cute grin.
"Looks like we'll just have to find out. Give us a chance Katy. I know that you don't believe it, and that you're looking for something beyond just kissing," he winked mockingly, "but I think that we can make it work if you have a little trust in us. I know you feel the same way about me as I do you. It's pretty obvious that we like each a lot, based on the fact that every electronically device we get close to dies. Please Katy." He said, whispering. I sighed. Why does he have to be sweet at times? Why can't he always be the dickhead? At least then it would be easier to say no. But this was Daemon. The badass, hot, amazing, dark alien with a sweet side that only those close to him got to witness. Thank heaven that I pass as one of those close to him. I looked away fro. Him, still unsure.
"I need a little time to think about it." I said quietly. Daemon nodded, understanding where I was coming from.
Dear Lord I wanted to say yes and throw myself at him right there, but I had to hold back. Had to find out if he meant what he said.
"Daemon! Katy! Adam and Michael are here!" Dee yelled from downstairs. She sounded excited. Daemon's eyes grew wide and one second he was there, the next gone. I scoffed and began making my way downstairs from his room. When I got downstairs, I heard Dee and Daemon talking.
"Listen Dee, we can't tell them about Katy, no matter what." He said, putting his hands on her shoulders. She looked shocked.
"Like I would." She said, appalled. The sound of footsteps reached the porch, but they continued talking.
"It's just that now you're with Adam..." Daemon started.
"Oh, grow a brain. I can keep a secret." She said, putting her hands on her hips. The knock on the door stopped their stare down. Dee sighed and sat on the couch while Daemon went to get the door. I sat down on the opposite end of the couch and watched as Adam and Michael came in, both looking incredibly tired.
"We still can't find anything on where they could've taken them." Adam said as he walked in. His voice was strained and his eyes were sad. I frowned. I guess I never took this from his point of view. Both of his siblings were gone, leaving just him and Michael. Adam slugged his way over to the couch and sat next to Dee. She began to unconsciously rub his back. Daemon looked around for a bit, and then he sat down by me, crowding up the couch. There was barely room for all of us. Michael raised his eyebrows and then sat on the chair, facing us with a pained expression.
"We really have no clue." He said quietly. Michael was always the strong one in these kind of meetings, considering he was like a father to Daemon, Dee, and the triplets. Hearing him sound this depressed made my heart sink. Daemon moved a little on the couch.
"Then we keep looking. There's got to be something." He said. Silence fell in the room. I looked around.
"Where exactly were they taken when you guys went patrolling?" I asked.
"Um, around the field where you guys beat the Arum actually." He chuckled but it held no happy feeling. "Kind of ironic that they'd take Andrew and Ashley where you killed one of them." He said, pointing his gaze at Daemon. Daemon rubbed his chin with a hand.
"So, are you sure you couldn't find anything?" I asked. Adam nodded slowly, looking up at me.
"Then there's only one thing to do I guess." I said, standing up. Daemon directed his gaze at me, and I had to look away before I got lost in his green eyes. I looked at Michael.
"If we can't find Andrew or Ashley...then we have to go for the more dangerous road. We have to let the Arum find us."