Chapter 8: Green is not a good color for me

Azazel

              It has been a long night. Is my first thought before I extricate myself from Sahara’s grasping tentacles and make my way to the club’s exit. Sahara has been persistent in her pursuit as of late. It’s getting difficult to divert her attention. At another time, I might have slept with her and be done with it. But something inside me revolts at the thought of touching the red-headed harpy. Of course, I ignore the voice in my head that says that it’s because my attention is focused on a beautiful beauty with plump lips and deep aqua-colored eyes. Eyes that make me feel like I’m staring into a tranquil ocean. I couldn’t concentrate after the kiss we shared earlier. All I could do was wait anxiously for the night to end.

              I don’t know why I did it. But after seeing that ba