The rest of the carriage ride was awkward as hell. It took Cass a long time to calm down, especially since he didn't even know what the fuck he was doing and none of the men could help him since they weren't a demon like him. Edgar had never had this kind of issue before, and Cass was kicking himself for not talking to Sam.
He even pulled out the thick ass fucking book to re-read the sections about incubus and succubus but there was nothing about the shit that he had just pulled. Maybe it was a new development? Or something that the demons this author of the book hadn't been upfront about? A trade secret or some bullshit?
Cass didn't know, but he was fucking pissed. And annoyed. And upset.
