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Violet sighed, knowing almost immediately what magic had intended to do in protecting her, and how her intentions and desires had been misconstrued. She was going to have to be very careful moving forward.

No more mix ups. Only solid choices.

“Well, this is going to be your house as well, particularly after we get my mother’s stuff out of here... at least, I would like this to be our house?”

The door opened for Henrik and he carried her through, her butt hitting the top of the door frame as they entered, thanks to his height and the fact it was so damn big. She giggled a little, but still felt nervous that he hadn’t responded. They hadn’t really discussed that yet, the future of where they would live, along with hundreds of other very important things.

Henrik set her back down onto the ground, and she prepared herself for the hard conversation, only to see Henrik was grinning.

He was always grinning these days. She was making him grin.

It was kind of the best thing ever.

“I think a witch is supposed to live in the witch’s house,” Henrik commented as he moved closer. His arm wrapped around her waist as he tugged her in, and she smirked up at him, waiting to see what he did next. “I always said I would build us a house, but what’s the point of doin’ that when we have a perfectly good one right here.”

“You could add onto the house, too, if you wanted to,” Violet offered, her arms going up and around his neck. “And there’s two extra bedrooms upstairs, so—“

“You are ovulatin’ right now, so if you don’t want me to put a baby inside of you, then you need to say so right now, because—“

Violet went onto tiptoes, kissing him, kissing her soulmate. Babies. Yes. That was an important discussion. Babies. A little wolf or witch or maybe both.

Oh, wait, that was important, but—

“We’ve wasted enough of our lives being split apart,” Violet whispered as she pulled back from the kiss. “I want our future now. No more talking about it. I want it. I want it all. Starting with you and I losing our virginities and completing this bond.”

Henrik picked her up again, her legs going around his waist as he did so, and she felt everything around her flare to life as he growledyes.

“Yes, I want that,” Henrik growled as he set her on the kitchen counter. “But first, I’m gonna strip you naked in the shower and wash all this dirt off of us.”

“Oh, thank the spirits, because I’m gross.” And she was. She desperately needed a shower. They would shower together. “But first... we should probably turn off the gas burners and blow out all of the candles.”

Chapter 28

Showersexwaslookingto be absolutely impossible.

It was a good idea, in theory, because they both needed to be clean, and they both wanted to keep touching, and touching each other to clean each other was a great way to accomplish both desires, but...

Henrik was a giant, her bathroom was built for children’s use, and sheactuallyneeded to wash her hair. Which meant that shower sex was going to have to be a bucket list item.

And oh, what a bucket list it would be, simply because they now had all the time in the world to be together, to be whole. They were going to be chasing and accomplishing their fantasies for years to come.

“Henrik, you can’t kneel in the tub,” Violet laughed while watching her soulmate try to awkwardly get on his knees. “You’re too big!”

“Fuck, we can make this work,” Henrik muttered, seemingly determined to somehow have something sexual happen in the shower.

Violet barely fit in the space, the water from the shower head hitting the back of her head rather than the top of it. She wasn’t even that tall, but poor Henrik, he couldn’t even stand up in the space.

“You’re going to have to build me a bigger shower if you want to fuck me in it,” she teased, knowing how badly he wanted to build something for her. It wasn’t exactly in their childhood plans for them to move into her mother’s house. He had always talked about building one to suit their needs.

And yes, plans had changed, but some things, some desires, were their own. It was why, after all, he had worked construction all those years they were apart. That and learning more about plants, so he could grow everything she needed for working as the town witch.

Her Henrik, bettering himself while they were apart. If she had to take a guess, she was certainly the one with a stronger influence.

“Two shower heads, a raised ceilin’, maybe even a waterfall from the side,” Henrik promised as he seemed to give up. He had to half-push half-pull himself up off the ground, pressing his hand into the floor while gripping the shower railing, and she could have sworn she heard it creak a little. Yeah, he was going to have to work on that. “Enough space that we can put a shower chair in. That way you can ride me while we sit under a waterfall.”

Violet forced herself to laugh as she leaned her head back, rinsing her hair to get the soap from it, trying to act cool and casual. She was nervous enough, for some stupid reason, but also having Henrik add to her list of fantasies and desires?

“You could always fuck me in a real waterfall,” Violet suggested, wanting to know what he would think.

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