Page 32 of Choosing Jenny
She laced her fingers together on the desktop. “If you want me to, I’d like to try. Like I said, it wasn’t difficult for me. And I want to see where my power stands. If it’s too much or feels wrong, I’ll stop immediately.”
I hesitated and couldn’t believe what I was about to ask. “What would Deacon say?”
“He doesn’t need to know.” A surprising vulnerable look etched her expression. “Jen…I need to know I’m still the contra, to prove my powers are intact, and I can’t do that when Jac and Deacon are around.” She paused for a moment, then said, “Please trust me?”
I understood her need to prove this to herself. “I trust you.”
Her relief was tangible as she stood and came around the desk. “It didn’t hurt when I did it, so I don’t think it’ll hurt you.”
I shifted anxiously in my chair. “What should I do?”
“Just sit there.” She stood behind me, her hands settling on my shoulders. “Close your eyes and just relax.”
So, I did.
“Breathe with me.” She overexaggerated her breaths for me to sync mine.
Within a minute, things felt strange in my head. Like the time I did mushrooms. Swirly and mellow. One deep breath after another. My shoulders dropped from her hands, and I was inside my body. It was red and warm and comforting somehow.
Then I felt it.
Just below my belly button, something moved, shifting. There was no pain, but a pleasant ache, like after way too much sex. And then, it was gone.
“How do you feel?” she asked.
My eyes fluttered back open. “Okay, I think.”
“Good.” She sounded pleased as she returned to her seat. “I believe you’re good to go.”
“How areyouafter that?” I asked, needing to make sure she was okay.
“I feel like I did before,” she said, then grinned at me. “Way too pregnant and like I have to pee soon.”
I laughed softly. “Is that what it’s like?”
“Yeah, most of the time,” she said, and sighed. “Ode thinks the modifications I did for myself will make birth a lot easier, too, so you have that to look forward to one day.”
“I don’t know,” I admitted, and made a face at her. “I’m gonna use your baby as a trial run to see if I actually like them.”
“If motherhood is not for you, that’s fine. You’ll be an amazing aunt, though.”
“Thank you for…whatever you did. I hope it doesn’t make me seem ungrateful if I need to go to bed. It’s been one of the longest days I’ve had since Illiapol.”
“Good luck getting any sleep tonight, Jen,” she said with a little wink. “When I did it for me, I was…well, I wouldn’t be shocked to learn that was when this biscuit was conceived.”
I laughed and thanked her again before making my way through the halls to our assigned room. And damn if she wasn’t right. By the time I arrived I was ready to jump them both.
Flinging the door wide, I saw they werenotin the mood to be jumped.
Their disgruntled expressions told me I’d just interrupted some kind of argument.
“Okay, what did I just walk in on?” I asked, taking a risk and stepping inside.
Tiger glared at Mal. “He’s going to fuck Rex.”
“I am not!” Mal shot back, exasperated. “Moons above, why doesn’t anyone trust me?”
“I trust you, Mal,” I said as calmly as I could manage, while trying not to outwardly react as my pussy flexed for them both.
