Chapter Fifty Three

The ride back home was in a comfortable silence. Damien held her hand throughout the short journey. He rubbed small circular motions with the pad of his thumb on her delicate skin. Rina sighed as the wash of fuzziness continued.

She leaned her head to the side and cuddled as close as she could to Damien's arm.

The demon Lord chuckled and stretched his arm closer to her as she wrapped herself around it. Rina sighed as she put her full weight against him. Damien slipped his hand in between her thighs and held on supporting her snuggle.

"I told you not to drink so much." he murmured.

The engine rumbled as he sped down the open road, it was late. There wasn't a car insight.

"If I didn't it would have gone to waste." she mumbled into his arm.

"Silly woman." he chuckled. "We could have taken the bottle home."

"Oh,"