“Look,” I told him as I started to pace the floor.
He put both arms behind him, the way a father or principle would if he were giving a speech.
I pulled my chin away and slid across the wall so he wasn’t right in front of me. I felt a chill go up my spine and the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. “Is that any way for a Bride to treat her mate.” He said, gently tilting my head up with his thumb and forefinger, still smirking. I pressed myself into the wall as far as I could. He slowly walked to me, like a panther with his prey driven into a corner. He smirked at me with a certain gleam in his eyes that just spelled trouble. (Like Belphegor’s off of Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Only his is in the middle of his head.) He was still wearing black pants and a black button up shirt, but on his head was a small, silver crown. There in front of me was the forest green haired demon, wings and all. “Kisshu!” I jumped out of his grasp and to the other side of the room, my back against the wall. Kisshu: Wha -hoo! Let’s go boogie-boarding, and walk the board walk, AND GET A DEEP FRIED SNICKERS.
YOU MAY NOT KISS THE BRIDE UPDATE
I have some good news, I will be going to Ocean city on July 20th and staying there for a week, and since I will be bored when I’m at the condo or beach (I hate sand and sea water is gross) I will type up either one long chapter or to regular ones, but since there is no internet I won’t be able to update until I get back.