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    Run – Chapter 11

    ”No, anyone but Lauren. Be someone I don’t know. Be a stranger,” Bo eyes filled with tears.

    ”As you wish.” Bo absorbed the outline of her body as Parvati shifted to her original form, a graceful, dancing apsara, shimmering as an invitation for the succubus to rest, release her desires, to be free. Bo poured all her longing into this woman—her tears, her lust, and the unbearable toll she carried at having broken Lauren’s heart.

     

     

    Lauren worried when Bo didn’t return. She grabbed a torch and searched for her, moving deeper and deeper into the thick arms of the forest. Just as she was ready to turn around, she saw Bo pressed tightly against the body of a woman. Lauren was near enough to hear their ragged breaths. She stepped closer only to recoil in terror.

    That is me. How can that be?

    ”No, anyone but Lauren. Be someone I don’t know…” She heard her words, and saw Bo push back. Still reeling from the sight, her stomach lurched as her twin transformed into Lauren’s complete physical opposite. She held her breath as their mouths collided, hands and limbs groping, their breath accelerating as Bo pulled a thin, electric ribbon of blue from the woman’s lips.

    Lauren’s stomach boiled. She raced back stopping once to retch at the side of a tree, the taste of bile sour on her tongue. The earth shifted and spun. She stumbled in the darkness confused, confusion turning into a strange sense of self-mockery. That she was still in love with Bo surprised no one, not Kenzi, not herself. Trying to forget her was pointless no matter what corner of the globe Lauren traveled—and she loathed herself for it. It had been difficult these past few days pushing away from Bo but how else could Lauren test her hypothesis? That, in spite of her succubus biology or so-called destiny, if Bo and she were meant to be together in this lifetime, Bo would stop at nothing to win back her love. Bo would choose her.

    As her equal and not a slave. That’s why she rode along on the bus. That’s why she came today.

    What Lauren saw in the grove proved the opposite: Fae trumps human, always.

    Anyone but Lauren? She had to laugh. Everyone but me.

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    1. That was fantastic you had me worried for a while there I didn’t think you were going to put them back together when they left I thought that was it but the end was just perfect I really enjoyed this story and I hope you post something soon.

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