The words died on her lips for a moment as all the color transferred itself to her cheeks, leaving her pale everywhere else. Fidgeting in her seat and playing with the hem of her shirt, Katelynn couldn’t believe it had gone from bad to good so quickly. Her head lowered until her hair blanketed around her, trying to cocoon her away from the situation.
“A..A few weeks I suppose..I met him thanks to another friend..both of them are demons and just..the times I was around them they seemed like they were content to just be..trying to achieve dreams here in Metro City..one was looking for a bride in fact and it just sounded so sweet..” she whispered, not wishing to hide any information from him.
It didn’t sound sweet to Jack. While he had learned a lot about mythology and spirituality, both from his parents and for his own curiosity, it hadn’t included much about demons. Most of what he knew about them came filtered through pop culture, and he had never heard of a single story where a demon looking for a bride was a good thing.
“K-Katelynn, I don’t want to doubt you. M-maybe he really is nice. But you t-tend to see good in everyone, even w-when it isn’t really there.” He swallowed nervously. “Do you think I could meet him? I should thank him for the painting, at least.” And he could form his own opinion of him at the same time.
Still not looking at him, Katelynn winced a bit at his interpretation of her personality because she knew it was true but hearing it from his lips – it stung. “S-Sure love…I mean..i-if you want you can come to the condo he gave us to meet him there?”
She wasn’t sure how else to tell him about the third present and scrunched her shoulders together to await whatever words he was prepared to throw at her. That wasn’t even including the conditions.
Jack froze in his seat as he heard the words she tried to slip in. “W-wait, he gave us a condo?” He didn’t sound angry or worried, just shocked. His first instinct was to say ‘no’ outright, but he wanted to hear the rest of the story.
Jack Maple 