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I still feel sick tomy stomach when I meet Paola for lunch the next day, and the other girl looks at me in surprise. "You look like you"ve seen a ghost."

"More like the Devil," I mutter under my breath.

"What"s that again?"

"Er, nothing."

Paola"s brows meet together in a frown. "Something is clearly wrong, Sheens."

I give up trying to eat my sandwich. I"ve completely lost my appetite ever since the Devil"s last call, and now I"m thinking, maybe...maybe I need a second opinion about what"s been going on with me.

"Can I ask you something?"

The other girl looks at me suspiciously. "Go on."

"What would you picture my first boyfriend to be like?"

"Someone gentle and nice." Paola doesn"t even seem to think twice as she answers my question. "Your typical boy next door basically, and he"s going to treat you like a queen."

"Oh."

"You obviously think differently."

Color bursts in my cheeks. "No, of course not—-"

My friend laughs. "Chill out, Sheens. I was just joking."

I force myself to smile. "I know."

Paola"s gaze turns sly. "This is the first time you"ve shown interest in boys. Someone"s obviously asked you out—-"

"No, it"s not like that—-"

The other girl chortles. "It"s written all over your face, Sheens. Admit it." Paola eagerly leans forward with a flurry of questions. "Who is it? Is he in one of our classes? Or yours? How did you—-"

Riiiiiing.

I take my phone out, and my heart skips a beat when I see an unregistered number listed on the screen.

Paola grins. "It"s him, isn"t it?"

"There is no him."

"Then why are you blushing?"

"I"m not!" Am I?

The other girl starts laughing. "Oh my gosh, you"re just too cute. Is this your first crush? First date? First—-"

Riiiiiing.

I realize too late that I"m in danger of missing his call, and all I can do is wince as I"m forced to answer the Devil"s call in Paola"s presence. "Hello?"

Hello, Sheena.

I try standing up to leave, but Paola only flashes an evil grin as she grabs hold of my free hand...before yanking me back down.

You sound...distracted.

"I"m not."

Are you with your friend?

"Yes." I"m not even surprised that the Devil knows all about Paola, and all I care about at this point is that I don"t accidentally get the other girl involved in my mess.

"Let me talk to him," Paola says loudly, and I"m torn between strangling her or strangling myself.

Who is she talking about?

"No idea?"

Paola grins upon hearing this. "He heard me, didn"t he?"

Oh God.

"I"m talking about you, lover boy—-"

Heat invades my cheeks, and I can only feel my face turning a hotter shade of red when I hear the Devil chuckle in my ear.

What have you told her about me?

"Nothing."

Who does she think I am?

"I...I think you already know."

The Devil chuckles again, and even though it still sounds like the awful mutation of aliens and monsters—-

It seems like I"m still under his spell, with how my ears are exercising a huge amount of creative license...that I"m able to imagine myself hearing something silky and alluringly masculine instead.

God, you"re so hopeless, Sheen.

I thought of you all night.

"Oh." It"s the best I can do, with how his words have me squirming while Paola starts watching me like my life has become her new favorite reality show.

And you, Sheena?

Have you thought of me at all?

"I have."

Several moments pass, and my heart starts pounding for some reason.

Do you remember what I told you yesterday?

"Um..."

I said we should talk about what you"re going to call me.

Now that, I do remember, and I tell him so.

Have you any suggestions then?

Do you have any name in mind?

"What about Sir—-"

There you go surprising me again.

My eyes widen. How exactly have I surprised him? I kinda thought my suggestion would"ve been a no-brainer, since his disguised voice sounds more AI than human.

I never thought you"d be bold enough to suggest such a thing.

Huh? Did I hear him right? How can the name "Siri" be bold in any way?

But I like it.

"I"m...glad?"

Sir.

"Um...what?"

I"m glad, sir.

You said you wanted to call me "sir", didn"t you?

You can start doing so now.

Holy. Holy. Crap.

I"m sure you"ll find yourself more used to it with enough practice...

How do I tell him he"s made a mistake?

Don"t you think?

"Uh..."

Uh...what?

"I, um..."

I"m loathe to end this call until I hear you say it.

God, he"s good.

I should"ve known the Devil would get what he wants one way or another, and since he"ll always have the upper hand between the two of us—-

"I also think I"ll, um...get better with practice...sir." My voice is barely audible when I finish, but Paola still hears this with how she"s choking in her laughter.

Good girl.

And then the Devil abruptly hangs up, just as he promised...but this doesn"t make me as happy as I thought it would.

What the heck is wrong with me?

Paola lets out a hoot as soon as she sees me put my phone down. "Oh my God, Sheen." She looks at me with a mixture of amazement and approval. "Who knew you had it in you to be kinky?"

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