The Soul of A Dragon Rider

Chapter 37: Leto Time

So, the highest vote for the new book title was The Trust of a Dragon Rider..with zero votes for the second title. xD

Amanda Peet has Jackson's Mother to the side.

NOTE: I do not own the picture, nor do I claim I do. That goes to it's rightful owner.

'Just Dance 4' by Lindsey Stirling to the side as well..AWESSOMME SONG.

NOTE: I do not own the lyrics, song, or video, nor do I claim I do. All those go to their rightful owners.

And I can't believe all the votes and reads I have been getting on THOADR! It's amazing, guys, thanks so much!

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"Wake up," a voice says to me. I felt like I was being shaken slightly, so I peel open my eyes with groan.

"What?" I mumble.

"You need to go home and get some rest," Jackson told me, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

I yawn, "Don't be ridiculous. I'm fine."

"Let's go," was his only reply. I grumbled and curl up more on the couch, pulling the blanket over my head.

"Damn it Faye," he muttered, snatching the blanket off.

"Stoop!" I whine, pouting. "I want my blanket!"

Jordan chuckled from the bed.

"You can sleep in a nice, comfortable bed when we get home," he replied, throwing th blanket on the couch.

I sighed and swung my feet over the couch and got up. "You're seriously gonna make your tired wife walk all the way down?"

"No." Next thing I know I'm being held bridal style.

"Jackson!" I whine, slapping his chest. "Put me down!"

"Nope. I'm not gonna make my tired wife walk all the way down, so I'm carrying you."

I snort and cross my arms as he walks past Jordan, who was smirking and trying not to laugh. "Bye, sis. Have fun."

"Screw you!" I call back. I hear laughter from the room.

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I woke up, face flat on the bed. I slept like I baby, I knew that much, but no more.

I'm gonna be a horrible parent one day.

And then the thought struck me. I may never even have a child.

I frown sadly, my hands automatically going to my abdomen.

"What's wrong, love?" I turn and see Jackson standing behind the bed, eyes on me.

"N-nothing, don't worry about it." I brought my knees up to my chin and thought about the twins Jordan had. They were beautiful. I got to see them last night before I fell asleep, and they looked so much like Jordan.

"Butterfly, I know you're lying," Jackson says, walking over and sitting down. "Now tell me what's wrong."

I took in a gulp of air and let it out, sniffling. "Jackson..you want kids right?"

A flash of surprise crossed his face. "Yes, love, of course."

I look down. "Too bad," I whisper.

"Faye." He puts two fingers under my chin and makes me look up at him. "You're not..?"

"No," I said. But I wish I was. Just to prove that I can get pregnant.

"Then why did you ask that question," he murmured, thumb rubbing my cheek.