What Have I Done
I am thankful - and a bit excited - that Jack told Gaspard he wanted me to stay. I continue to stand till they leave then turn back to Jack.
He is still curled up around the pillow. He must be somewhat frightened, although I know he would never admit to it. I have so many questions running through my head as well and I'm not the one who has to carry the child.
I lie down beside him once more and curl up to his back and wrap my arm around him. Placing a kiss in his hair I want to tell him everything will be ok, that we will work it out... but I don't know that do I? He is vampire, death dealer! I am an angel sworn to find and kill his kind. But then again things are never black and white. There is something special about him - not just the fact that he's pregnant or has the capability to be so - no, it's something about his soul.
I feel drawn to him. Oh I may cover it up with sexual innuendoes, but he does something more to me... something that has me questioning my very existence in the angel world. Questions whirl around inside my head and I don't even realize I've spoken one aloud till he smacks me again.
"Wonder if your tits will get big?"
He is still curled up around the pillow. He must be somewhat frightened, although I know he would never admit to it. I have so many questions running through my head as well and I'm not the one who has to carry the child.
I lie down beside him once more and curl up to his back and wrap my arm around him. Placing a kiss in his hair I want to tell him everything will be ok, that we will work it out... but I don't know that do I? He is vampire, death dealer! I am an angel sworn to find and kill his kind. But then again things are never black and white. There is something special about him - not just the fact that he's pregnant or has the capability to be so - no, it's something about his soul.
I feel drawn to him. Oh I may cover it up with sexual innuendoes, but he does something more to me... something that has me questioning my very existence in the angel world. Questions whirl around inside my head and I don't even realize I've spoken one aloud till he smacks me again.
"Wonder if your tits will get big?"