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I can’t do this. I have to sleep in the same bed as her. This time with no guards or boundaries between us. The warmth I knew we’d cause under the blankets, and the smell of her skin so close to mine ... just the thought had me reeling.
I ground my teeth to keep myself together. My body was ready for this. It’d been so long since a woman took up part of my bed. So long since I’d wanted one to.
“Are you going to go inside?”
I have no privacy ...
“Fern,” I snapped, looking down at her faerie face. She was smiling a half-smile with a twinkle in her eyes. “I don’t need any commentary from you. I’m ... going.”
“You’ve been standing there for five entire minutes. Do you need help inside?”
“Stop pressuring me,” I said over my shoulder.
She wrapped her palm around her mouth to stifle her giggle. “She’s waiting for you. I can hear her trying to stay awake.”
I could too. Her soft sighs and moving around on the mattress. The temptation was a dark siren.
“Go,” Fern said loudly, shoving me into the door.
I attempted to grab her as she ran down the hallway, but she slipped from my fingers. Now I had to go inside.
Opening the door, moonlight streamed into the room, brightening Josephine’s face as she sat up in the bed. “I thought I heard whispering,” she said.
“I was telling Fern goodnight,” I said, walking over to the opposite side of the bed. I felt her eyes on me as I fiddled with the things in my pocket and the hem of my t-shirt.
Should I take it off? Was it too soon?
Josephine’s laughter filled the room, and she leaned back against her pillow, a dark halo of hair surrounding her head.
“What’s so funny?” I asked.
“Are you scared to lay with me? I won’t rape you, I promise.”
Smiling, I turned back the blankets and laid on top of them. She turned to face me, waiting on me to do the same.
Her breath hit my mouth as I turned, and it warmed me. “Did you two figure anything out?”
My fingers itched to reach over and touch her in every way she would let me. I wanted it. Needed it. Her gaze dropped to my mouth as I spoke. “We think someone stole her spindle with magic thread that keeps her young, but the elf told us that, so we’re not one hundred percent sure—”
Josephine’s eyes widened. “He’s telling the truth.”
Unable to stop myself, I reached over and laced my four fingers around the back of her neck. “Why do you say that?”
“Because I found a spindle necklace on my bed before Deidamia took me.”
“And I saw the crow with a golden thread in its mouth. Do you know who would have taken that from her?”
She shook her head. “No.”
I nodded, brushing the pad of my thumb against her bottom lip and listening to a moan slip from it. “What are we going to do?” she whispered.
My other hand involuntarily gripped her T-shirt and tugged her closer, her body heat raising my temperature quickly. “If she needs that to live, we’re going to strip her from her powers and trap her here.”
“How?” she asked, squirming as I braced my thigh between hers.
“That’s a good question,” I answered, lowering my mouth to hers.
Josephine whimpered at my kiss. The urgency in her body fueled me. She wrapped her leg around my waist, grinding down on my thigh and making my head spin in circles.
