43 He Likes You

It felt like they had been walking for a long, long time before she was gently placed in the passenger seat of the car.

The chassis of this car was high; it should be an SUV.

Mr. Satan let go of her, and his arm withdrew from around her waist, the familiar warmth suddenly disappearing, leaving Emily feeling a bit flustered.

"Mr. Satan?"

"Yeah, I'm here," his voice was in her ear, "Is your foot still hurting?"

Emily reached out and felt his firm muscles, feeling much relieved. "Did you forget to wear a mask today?"

Mr. Satan responded with a grunt, "Do you want to see me?"

Although she already knew Mr. Satan was Allen Parker, saying she didn't want to confirm it with her own eyes would be a lie.

She wanted to open her eyes and see him more than ever.

But...

"Would I ruin your plans?"

Mr. Satan's kiss landed gently on her lightly closed eyelids. "Maybe, but if you really want to see..."

"No need," Emily obediently closed her eyes, "I won't look. I'll wait until the day you're truly will