Dominick
I couldn’t believe I let Aria make me bend over. I mean, we were out front in Martha’s place after her shift. We deliberately took our time to eat out and then made out at the parking lot. Then, we followed Martha home without her knowledge.
That was stalker-ish, and I felt like a creep, thanks to my girlfriend who was so adamant about checking in on Martha. How we’d do this was up to her.
“What are we going to do if Martha saw us here, near the premises of her home, huh?” I asked again. I was really not comfortable with her idea.
“What if there is a demon in her home? What if she’s bait? We have to get rid of that demon, Dominick!” she pointed out.
“Of course, there’s that,” I agreed, eyes
