~Ch. 13~

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Ch. 13

[The Witch]

I frowned and pushed Farron's hands off of my ass. "I'm tired and don't you have school tomorrow?"

He snorted. "Do you honestly think I'm gonna leave you for that long?" His hands made their way back to my bottom and his eyes darkened. "You are a tease, Dani."

It was my turn to snort now. "And you aren't? You were the one that started it and then you decided to play Mr. Morals and make me wait until after I let you mark me."

Farron grinned. "All the more incentive for you to let me mark you sooner, honestly I don't see why you wanna wait."

"I just have a bad feeling about something, like my gut is trying to tell me that something isn't right."

"What do you mean something isn't right? Somethings not right with us?" Even though his face was blank I could hear the underlying hurt in his voice. I wanted to tell him the truth, that I didn't see how we could be together, but I couldn't bring myself to say it.

"Well, no but I just feel like something bad is going to happen." Ok, that wasn't a lie, I just didn't tell him all of what I thought. So that isn't all bad is it?

"Did you ever think it could be your nerves?" The hurt was gone, replaced by a smugness that irked me.

"Awfully full of yourself there aren't you?" I asked, through clenched teeth as his hands roamed over my body. I will never admit this to him but he did make me nervous, but that had nothing to do with what my gut was telling me.

"Yes, and if I had my way you would be too." Ok, that was just wrong and I'm thinking from the laughing I'm hearing from downstairs my dad heard what Farron said. I thought dads were supposed to want their child to remain a virgin, not find there boyfriend's perverted advances funny.

"I think my dad heard you." The smug look was wiped from his face and he looked frightened. It would have been funny, if I could concentrate on his face and not was his hands were doing underneath my shirt.

"Is he going to castrate me, Dani?" I snorted, my dad has this humongous fear of blood and a guy's privates so I doubt that will happen, now my mom on the other hand might just do that.

"No, he won't but my mom might." Farron's eyes went wide, his face paled and downstairs my mom started laughing.

"See your mom I am scared of so why don't you sit on the other side of them bed so I can keep my hands to myself." He pushed me off of his lap and onto the opposite side of the bed.

I pouted at him. "Chicken shit."

"Honey, I like my little friend and I would very much like to keep him."

"So its little?" His eyes narrowed on me as a growl ripped from his throat.

"You know what I meant and no its not small, would you like to see?"

"No, she would not like to see." I squealed and scrambled off of the bed staring wide eyed at Liz, who stood in the door way hands on her hips glaring at me. "So this is why you haven't been talking to me? Because you're stuck in your room getting all touchy feely with the Were prince?"

She looked so upset, but I knew better. She was really bubbling with satisfaction, waiting for me to give her details that I wasn't comfortable giving, at least not yet. How was I supposed to tell her exactly what was going on when I wasn't sure myself?

"You, know I have a name right?" Farron asked, faking a look of hurt.

Liz cocked her head to the side and studied him, a frown creasing her forehead. "You know I don't see why you'd want to be up here with him anyway, its so obvious he's not very well equipped for any kind of fun."

A startled laugh escaped my mouth before Farron silenced me with a glare. Was it my fault Liz had the balls to say that? I didn't think so but obviously Farron did. If it were anyone else I would be rolling on the floor laughing from just the sound of Liz's voice when she that. She sounded so casual like she was just discussing the weather with him and not his anatomy. Then of course there was the look on Farron's face, priceless!

"What's up, Liz?" I asked trying to get them to stop glaring at each other, but did it work? Hell no, it only made me the focus of their glares which really pissed me off. "What is wrong with you two? If you don't quit looking at me like that I might just have to let you mother know what you were planning to do, Farron."

Farron blinked once and twice before giving me a sheepish smile. "Sorry, Liz. Danniella was just questioning my erm, assets before you walked in so I guess it just irked me that you were too." I snorted, trying to hide my blush of embarrassment when my dad started laughing downstairs.

"It sounds to me like your audience agrees with her questioning." The smug look was wiped from Farron's face and I smirked. I knew there was a reason I loved Liz.

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