Hello, My Name Is: Death
Later that night, I got out of the shower, ready to go to bed, anxious for Verona's arrival tomorrow morning. I was tired and anxious. If you're anxious, doesn't that mean that bạn should be awake and a bit energized? Anyways, I am tired and anxious, and if that wasn't possible before, it now is.
"You tired?" I asked Jerek once I crawled into bed.
"Yea. Being nervous, and now anxious, made me tired. Plus, I had to fight a few people in the hospital." He confessed, shrugging out of his shirt, and pulling the covers over us both.
"Really? How come I didn't know that?"
"Well, this whole spell thing and the whole Verona thing made it slip past me." He laughed.
"Fine. Anyways, how many?" I asked.
"Three. They were people from the castle, and I didn't kill them, I just knocked them out, tied them up, and Shropee erased their memories of ever seeing us." He turned the light off on his nightstand, and I was shocked Shropee could do that.
"Wow. I didn't know she could do that." I put my head on Jerek's chest, and just laid there, hearing his tim, trái tim thump away in his chest.
"Me neither, but now we do." He put a hand under my chin, and lifted my head to his, and kissed me. "I tình yêu you."
"I tình yêu bạn too." I đã đưa ý kiến once my lips were free from his.
Jerek kissed me again, and rolled ontop of me.
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