Too Human - Forbidden book 1

Chapter Thirty two - Jager

Jager

Violet squealed when I traced the skin on her side. “Stop it,” she laughed, trying to roll away from me. I caught her before she fell off her bed. She giggled as I pulled her in close to me, I kissed her and she moaned.

“This is nice,” I whispered.

“What? Rolling around in my bed with me? Our clothes are still on! That’s no fun!”

I frowned. “I’ve never seen you with your clothes off and we’ve had plenty of fun!”

“If I weren’t sick and had the energy we’d be having a whole different type of fun right about now,” she grinned.

My brows shot up. I had not expected that.  I rolled over so I was lying on top of her.“Oh, really? Is that so?”

“Oh yes,” she said, putting her hands under my shirt.

That was the moment Chasseur decided to burst into the room, Dustin in tow. “I know how to make Violet healthy for a night!” Chass grinned.

“Oh really?” I grinned down at Violet.

“What?” she shrieked. She pushed me off of her and jumped off her bed to stand in front of Chasseur. “You can do what?” she snapped when Chass didn’t elaborate.

“I know a witch –”

“Chasseur!” I snapped jumping up. “Loretta is a self centred bitch that would have you give her your first child for a favour.

“Then I’ll give her my first child,” she said, rounding on me. “Since I won’t have one it won’t be a problem.”

“Chass,” Violet said, softly. “I don’t wanna be sick anymore.”

“I’m sorry sweetie, it’ll only be for a night. Loretta is a very powerful witch but even she can’t cure you completely.”

“Then why even bring it up?” I snapped. “Give her something and then take it away?”

“Jager!” Chass snapped.

“I wanna go out!” Vee shouted, to no one in particular. “I want to go out for dinner with all of you without throwing up my food or coughing up blood on my meal,” she told me. “I want to be able to come home and screw you without fainting!”

“To much information,” Dustin muttered.

“Violet,” I said, taking her hand and pulling her attention to me. “If Loretta does do this, you’ll be fine during the time she gives you. But when times up and the Phantrip comes back, it won’t be the same as the first time, it won’t creep into your system, it’ll slam back in and the shock to your body will most likely bring for... You’ll...”

“I’ll probably die from shock?” she snapped.

I could only nod. I couldn’t even say it out loud.

“Didn’t you hear what I said Jager? I wanna live for one more night! Not sick and venerable, that’s not living, I want to feel alive!  I want to go out for dinner.”

“And then screw you,” Chass chirped.

“What she said,” Vee told me, crossing her arms over her chest, her face serious.

“I won’t let you do that just because you want to have sex with me.”

She raised a brow. “I want to go out somewhere fancy for dinner, I want to wear a dress. And heels.” She turned to Chasseur. “Will you do my hair?”

“And make up?” Chass asked, excitedly.

Vee chewed her lip and then nodded. “Only if it looks natural,” she agreed.