Chapter 11

DENVER

When Drake said my brain sometimes behaves like a machine, he wasn’t wrong. He meant I was always acting fast, like a machine. Like a moving train. Always on point. Moving forward. Taking another step in seconds.

I don’t believe my fucking self. I don’t believe I truly went after her and brought her out in the most insignificant place. She’s making me do things that I don’t imagine myself doing.

I’ve been controlling myself because I’m way older than her, and she’s now Bennett’s ex. I’m trying to put that all into consideration; that’s why I haven’t let my demon out yet. But she’s not fucking seeing that.

She doesn’t seem to care how much I’m older than her. She doesn’t also fucking care that she was once Bennett's girlfriend and I’m his father, but she spits out words that get me so hard and hungry for her.

I wonder how she found that place. It looks totally different from our normal world; it’s more like a different world that nobody but her knows about. It’s an old-fashioned