Jasper Kingsley…Thirty-one

” He took it pretty hard,” said Raif, wiping the last dish.  “You were kind of mean.”

“I am mean.”

“You’re not.  You were just trying to protect him from us.”

“That too.”

“It’s too bad.  He’s a nice guy and he’s crazy about you.”

“We barely know each other.”

“Trust me, little sister.  He is.  Too bad you can’t just have him when you’re here.  That would be the perfect setup, if only the others wouldn’t hunt him down.”

“They will and you know it, so it’s better to set him free.”

“I guess.  Sorry you have to give up so much on each side, in order to have each side.”

“What do you mean?” she asked,  setting a cup of coffee in front of him.

“Well you can’t have Tommy because we’ll get him and you can’t fall in love in Fairy because the person you love won’t want to come here.  Kind of like you’re between a rock and a hard place, don’t you agree?”

Fluff jumped onto Raif’s lap and curled up.  He ran his hands down her side and she purred but stayed completely conscious.  “She’s really over me,” he signed.  “I miss the old Fluff, kind of fed my need for being worshiped.”

Jasper spewed coffee across the table and practically fell off her chair, shaking with laughter.  “That’s…so…fun…ny,” she gasped.  You’re…need for being…worshiped.”

“Hey,” he said, wiping the coffee off the table.  “It’s not THAT funny.”

“It is,” she said, swiping at the tears on her face.  “It really is.”



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