Chapter 42

I smiled back at her and then gave my sweetest smile to the devil destroying his plan of seeing me naked. He just smirked back at me.

Why the hell is he smirking back at me? Now, what is going on in his head?

I thought with a furrowed brow and seeing my face, his smirks deepened. I just ignored him.

We packed our clothes for three days. It was a three-hour drive from our farmhouse. Most of the ride, I slept and the devil has still not scolded or burst at me. Whenever our eyes met he gave me a death glare and I always turned my head in another direction. I don't know what is going on in his head.