After what felt like an entire week but was probably only half an hour, Damon was elated when Chloe dropped by to pick the kids up.
"Happy birthday, Demon." She shoved a box into his hands, sporting a grin he had not seen on her face for a long time. "From Mabella and I."
He raised a brow. "Demon?"
Chloe feigned ignorance and glanced at Avery, who wanted to shrink away. That was what Damon used to be to her. For a while, it was also how she had saved his contact name on her phone. A lot had happened since then and she no longer considered him the demon who ruined her life.
Still, she inched closer to him and teased, "You're not exactly innocent, are you?"
He grinned in response. "I'm not. And I'm just about to have my wicked way with you."
