12. Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Laura

I sigh as I stare at the ceiling from my couch. I'm safely back in my dorm room, which is going to be my home for the coming years. But my heart is still racing and... I still have no idea what I'm doing with my life.

Gisett chuckles as he strokes my side. "So, you gave them your number and you agreed to go to the bar with them in the weekend?"

"Yeah... I'm so bad at saying no."

"But you'll enjoy it."

I sit up and he groans. I was cuddling with him, but now, not. "Look, do you seriously think that it's a good idea? It's a bar! There is going to be a ton of people, and the music is going to be loud. You know it's not a good place when they have to offer free drinks for people to even go there."

He rolls his eyes. "Come on. You know that's the oldest advertising trick. Everyone's there to pick up..." He clicks his tongue, seemingly realizing something. "Well, pick up some fun."

I narrow my eyes on him. That's absolutely not what he meant to say.

He clears his throat. "I mean it, you'll get to know friends."

I huff. "I don't think that's the case. I just... Maybe I don't want to be out."

He stretches his wings. "Or maybe you want to be with me."

I fold my arms. "You sure love to stroke your own ego. Not to mention you invited yourself in my room without telling me first."

"Hey, I didn't get spotted by anyone in the dorm. And you said you love the spaghetti."

I sigh. He's not wrong. "Well, I'd like a heads up, regardless."

He wraps his arms around me and pulls me over to his lap. "Fine, fine. I'll send you a message next time."

I lean onto him. Somehow, being with him feels good and he doesn't annoy me even though I planned to read a book or two this evening and I'm sure not doing that in peace when he's here. "I don't know. I think I should get to know more people, but sometimes, it feels like I can just be on my own."

He blinks and watches me. "Just your own? You don't want to be with other humans, right? How about a gargoyle?"

"You know what I mean."

"Not even a gargoyle?"

I sigh. I swear he is just messing with me. "At times, not even a gargoyle."

"Okay... I hope it's not today."

"I just want to know whether it's a bad idea to agree to go."

"You'll never know. Sometimes, you have to live a bit."

I stare at him. Maybe he thought I was a normal person. I'm too weird for that and too... not sociable for my own good. "Okay... I want to read a book now."

"Do I leave?"

I won't mind if he does, but if he wants to stay, it can't be that bad. "Do you have to watch the gate or something? If you keep sneaking out, will you get caught or something?"

He shakes his head and strokes my side. "Not really. Maybe I'm being lax with myself, but it has been a long time since anything has gone wrong, so we're good."

So, he's going to stay here...

He stands and gets off the couch. He wraps his arms around me. "Thank you for letting me be here with you for the evening. You know where to find me if you want me."

Is he leaving without needing me to try to kick his ass out because I want my alone time? This is amazing!

I hug him back. "We'll talk again later."

He strokes my side. "If you need someone to warm your bed or something." He winks.

"Is it going to be cold outside?"

Fuck... What am I doing? Even though I like to have him around, I don't want him around right now. Yet, I'm saying things that can be taken as I'd want him to stay.

He shakes his head. "No, I'm a gargoyle, it's going to be fine for me. Enjoy your night." He kisses my forehead and leaves without needing me to say anything.

The room falls into silence when he's gone. His woody scent lingers in my room, which is pleasant.

I sit on the bed even though I was ready to pick up my book. Maybe having him here won't be bad.

The walls stare at me, seemingly laughing at me. There's a simmering of heat inside me. Something about Gisett...

I can't be wanting the big gargoyle's cock, right? That has never happened to me. If I get horny easily, I'd probably have fucked someone before I met Gisett, but...

I run my fingers along my hair. I may not be the most sociable, but if I were to go out and look for someone to hook up with, I'd get some bites, right?

No, not that thought...

I don't want to be fucking random strangers just because.

But when Gisett shows up in my dream and my life, everything seems to make sense, when... Maybe actually, nothing makes sense.

But he has wings, and his pointy ears are real.

The sex between us is also real. I enjoyed that. How did that even happen and how was that even possible?

I let out a breath. He's a gargoyle, which makes no sense already. When things get wild enough, nothing surprises me anymore.

I head to the window, looking in Gisett's direction. He is supposed to be back there. He said that he could use some magic to create an illusion that the statue was there, so he could wander. There's no telling whether I'm looking at his illusion or he actually is there.

Regardless...

Weekend is going to arrive despite the fact that I may not like what it entails. Maybe not liking it isn't accurate. More like... uncertain about the party and the bar situation.