- I couldn't resist. He chuckled.

- If you wanted to drag me into your bed, I would have been there already. – I assumed. - So, my body does not interest you, then what do you want from me?

- Soul. – Without hesitation for a second, the demon answered. What a twist…

We didn't have any more conversations on the plane. Maroon turned away from me and pretended to be asleep. And now I can't sleep! Well, it was necessary to say such a thing, and even with such a serious face .... No, he, of course, is a demon, but the "soul" is already too much .......