Forever (Fallen 3)

I walked away and out of the warehouse, calling Jonathon to come get me. I stood outside, soaking the cold air into my lungs. In and out, in and out. Spraying gravel, Jonathon pulled into the lot in his Camaro.

“Principessa,” he climbed out of the car. “Are you okay? You didn’t sound good on the phone.”

“I’m fine,” I put my head in my hands. “But I just chewed your sister out in there and she’ll probably never speak to me again.

He pulled me into his arms. “What happened?”

“I told her that I didn’t want to wear pure white and she said that it was silly, I’m a virgin after all, and it just went from there. When I told her I was wasn’t a virgin, she assumed I had lost it to someone other than you, and I got defensive because I always feel like she assumes the worse of me. So, I told her about the baby, because she thinks I’m just grieving over Isaac, but that’s not true. I’m almost to the point where I’ve excepted that he’s gone, but the baby—the baby still hurts,” I felt like I was beginning to crumble.

He took my face between his large hands and crushed his lips to mine. “Principessa, you have to stop this. It’s not healthy.”

“I know I’m sorry.”

“Besides, you would have died if-” I put up a hand to stop him.

“I know. I’ve wanted to talk to you about that.”

“Really?” he raised an eyebrow, as he held the car door open for me. He closed the door and slid in the driver’s seat. I waited until we were on the main road before I continued.

I took a deep breath and plunged. “I want a baby.”

“Okay, so we’ll adopt,” he reasoned.

“No, I want our baby.”

He looked over at me with a stricken look. “But you’ll die.”

I smiled. “Jonathon, I’m trying to tell you that I’ve changed my mind. I want to have our baby and then I want you to turn me into a vampire.”

“No,” his jaw was set.

“What?” I said.

He shook his head. “You’re just saying that because you want a child. I won’t let you. You don’t really want this.”

“How dare you tell me what I want? I want you and our child forever.”

He ran a hand roughly through his hair, spiking it up in every direction, and pulled off the road. “Are you sure?” he asked, hope daring to reach his eyes.

“I am,” I nodded, biting my lower lip.

His mouth was suddenly on top of mine. “Are you sure?” he whispered again in between kisses.

“Yes,” I breathed.

He kissed me again and pulled away. “I never thought I would hear you say those words,” he breathed.

“I just did,” I laughed.

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sp; “You just did,” he smiled and kissed me.

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Later that night I crept down the attic stairs. I don’t know why I bothered being quiet. I lived in a house full of vampires after all. I knocked on Diana’s bedroom door.

“Come in,” she called.