nancy werlock's diary s01 - episodes 9 by julie ann dawson Read Free Book Online

Disturbances in the Force
    September 21 st ,
     
    I wake up naked next to Lee, with my head nestled on his shoulder and my hand across his chest. I lay there with my eyes closed, enjoying the feel of his chest rhythmically rising and lowering as he breathes. When I open my eyes, I tilt my head so I can watch him sleep. He twitches slightly when I rub a finger against his cheek, but he doesn’t wake up. I rub the tips of my fingers down his neck and across his chest when I realize that…
    …my life has become one of Anastasia’s cheesy paranormal romances.
    Lee is a skinwalker, after all. He had been accidentally summoned as a lemure by a wannabe warlock with a movie prop grimoire. And when I tried to chase him down to banish him; he had jumped into the body of a dying drug addict. Which should have been all the more reason to banish him..  But something strange happened to Lee when he woke up in the hospital in his new body. Normally, the host body degenerates rapidly as the demon indulges in actions that feed its vice. Lee hasn’t degenerated. Instead he got...sexier.
    Lee’s eyes pop open and he squeezes my ass. “Good morning, mistress.”
    “Yes it is,” I say and kiss him. “How’d you sleep?”
    “Best sleep I’ve ever had.”
    “That’s impressive considering your how many centuries old?”
    “True, but then again I don’t remember a lot of it. Most of my imphood is still a blur, and I don’t remember sleeping at all as a lemure. So...” He wraps his arms around me and hugs me close to him.  “I want to fall asleep next to you every night and wake up next to you every morning.”
    “That is a tempting thought.”
    “Well, yeah. Demon. I’m supposed to tempt you, right?” He chuckles nervously. “I think maybe it’s time that I should be living here. I am your servitor, after all. I should be at your beck and call, mistress .” He rubs the back of my neck.
    “My beck and call, hmmm? You really are doing your damndest to tempt me, aren’t you?”
    “I’m being serious.”
    “I know. But not yet.”
    “Why?” His looks away in confusion. “You enjoyed last night, didn’t you? I can do that for you every night.”
    I kiss his chest. “Lee, last night was amazing. And there will be other nights. I want there to be other nights. But you aren’t moving in. Not yet.”
    “I don’t understand. If you enjoyed it and you want me here, why not let me stay?”
    “Because humans need time to…work things through in their own minds. There is a big difference between having sex with someone once and living with them every day.”
    He looks back at me as a sheepish grin spreads over his face and he whispers into my ear, “but if I lived here every day we could have sex every day.”
    “You are completely missing the point,” I say as he begins to nuzzle my neck and run his hands up and down my back. “Oh, Lee. You’re killing me.”
    He jumps in horror. “I’m sorry! What did I do? Are you hurt?”
    I stare at him blankly for a minute before I realize his problem. “No, no. Lee, I’m fine. It’s a figure of speech! Ye gods, you weren’t literally killing me. It…ugh!” I poke him in the forehead. “You know, you really need to start accessing the part of that brain that stores all of the human idioms.”
    “Nancy, I’m sorry. It’s our bond. I think sometimes when you say things it triggers...I don’t know. I just worry. I don’t want to do anything that hurts you. I don’t ever want you to be displeased with me.”
    “Lee, you make me happy. But if you’re going to live as a human, you need to learn how to be happy internally. If you hang your own happiness on everyone else…that’s not healthy. That’s why it isn’t a good idea for you to move in just yet. You’re still navigating your own emotions. You’re still dependent on other people being happy for your own comfort.”
    “But that’s how I feed. What am I supposed to do?”
    “I’m not talking about your