Dangerous Dream
“Not even back when he was a hundred percent Mortal, one bite and a whole quarter Incubus ago.
Things with Ridley weren’t like that. The two of them didn’t say nice things to each other; they fought. They didn’t look for little ways to help each other; they competed in one-liners and dares. They didn’t hold hands and go on errands and hang out with each other’s families. They made out like two lit firecrackers burning up oxygen off the same match.
Then they didn’t speak for weeks at a time.
It was hot.
Stupid, but hot.
When Rid walked into the room, Link got goose bumps. He didn’t even have to be looking at her. Just so long as he knew she was there. It was like he had some kind of radar that went off in the presence of that girl. Right or wrong. Good or bad.
Maybe it was an allergy.
A bad one.
Wait, is that a certain kind of whipped?
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