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“Probably not.” WhathaveI understood tonight.
“For me, they’re simple… When you die, I will pass on.”
She comes to me, pressing her cold fingers to my skin.
“And I won’t survive as long as your heart will.” I don’t like that.
“For you… I could take control of your body for short amounts of time.”
“You could possess me?”
“The same way I can slam doors here, I could make you slap someone. Things like that.”
“But would you?”
She hesitates and then smiles a little sheepishly. “I can think of a few instances where I would, yes.”
“What kind of instances?”
“If you were incapacitated and needed to defend yourself, but couldn’t?”
“Well, I wouldn’t object to that.”
“If Minerva irritates me again?”
“I might object to that.”
“I’ll be with you,everywhere.This spell, essentially means that I’ll haunt you, not my home.”
“But you could leave this house for the first time in centuries.”
She nods, looking down at the spell. She takes a deep breath and the walls creak when she exhales.
“You sleep. I’ll think.”
I wakeat dusk with Julia’s arms still wrapped around me and I snuggle closer to her. “Thank you for coming back with me.”
“What do you mean?” Her brows pinch and then her face clears and she holds me tighter. “You thought there was a chance I’d go after the man who killed me and succumb to my wrath?”
“I worried that his pull was stronger than mine.”
“There is only one thing that could make me stay in hell. And that is if you were trapped there, too.”
I shiver and it’s not because her skin is cold. “Let’s never go back there.”
“No more hell,” she agrees. “But let me take you to Heaven.”
She turns over me and sinks through the blankets as if they aren’t there.
But the cotton sheet still brushes at my legs and she doesn’t argue with me when I kick it away.
She brushes my hair back from my forehead, gaze wandering over my face. “I’ve lain beside you in this bed a dozen times before, wishing I could simply touch you… I would have been happy to hold your hand.”
I lace my fingers in hers. “You can hold my hand any time you like.”
Her lips brush the back of it. “I’m yours and you’re mine, aren’t you, Genevieve?”
“Yes.” I slip my fingers through her hair, behind her neck, and pull her down to me. “I’ve been yours for a while.”
