The wrong target

He squinted his eyes slightly at her. "You're not crazy to have such an opinion. I thought you would be scared of me."

"For being a demon?" She rolled her eyes. "If I were scared of demons, I would never summon Narilia's door after learning that she is a demoness. Most importantly, I would never be afraid of you."

She stepped forward into his personal space and looked up at him uncertainly. "Am I allowed?"

He knew that she was asking to hug him so he stepped forward to close in the tiny distance between them, and pulled her into his arms. She rested her head on his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist. She closed her eyes and savored the moment, wishing it could last forever.

"We could make it last forever if you wish." He smiled, knowing what she was feeling. He felt the same way. "I can make time slow down on stop for everything but us." He offered.