Fire & Ice

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven

Journal Entry:

Portia wrote her first spell—a spell of protection—for me, ironically enough. Here I've been worried about dragging her into my life and concerned if knowing me might place her in harm's way, and she's concerned about me! She has no idea how much this means to me, or how it has firmly cemented her place in my heart even more.

Tonight, I watched her perform that spell while sitting with her grandma out on one of the cliffs, under the moon. Portia's energy flows so strongly from her, and our connection seems to constantly grow tighter. I haven't had the chance to talk to her about it yet, but I hope to soon. Something is binding us together, and I'm all for it.

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She had been lying awake for several hours, contemplating all that had been happening lately. Her vibe was so strong, even I was unable to properly rest. Finally, I decided to go to her, the excuse to see her was too much to pass up.

Using my powers of levitation, I easily scaled the trellis outside her window and knocked on the glass.

Her cat, Jinx, noticed me immediately and signaled to her like any good familiar spirit should. Portia left her bed and opened the window. "What're you doing here?" she whispered, appearing surprised.

"I couldn't sleep. You have too many things running through your head."

"I'm keeping you awake?" she asked, wide-eyed.

I nodded. "Can I come in?"

"Of course." She moved, allowing me the room I needed to enter through the window.

Immediately I made my way to the bed, patting the sheets suggestively. "Come get in." I had no qualms about flirting with her. The truth was I'd love nothing better than to seduce her.

She lifted an eyebrow, but didn't question me, choosing instead to do what I asked. It made me wonder how far she'd actually let me go.

Reining in my thoughts was not an easy thing to do. As soon as she lay down, I covered her with the quilt so I wouldn't be forced to torture myself even more by staring at her perfect figure. Climbing onto the bed next to her, I stayed on top of the blankets, but I did allow myself the luxury of sliding one arm beneath her neck and draped the other across her shoulders. Her pulse rate quickened much like mine.

"You need to get some sleep," I whispered into her wonderful smelling hair, closing my eyes as I deeply breathed in the fruity scent.

"I know. My mind won't stop racing, though."

Placing my palm against her forehead, I began whispering words to a sleeping spell. Purposely speaking low, so she couldn't understand them, I felt her start to relax. I wanted her to concentrate on the feeling and not try to dissect the spell itself.

Allowing myself to be pulled under with her, I found the two of us standing together in meadow surrounded by cedar and pine trees. Purple and yellow wildflowers spread through the tall, green meadow grasses, blowing in a gentle breeze. I could even feel the warmth of the sun in her dream vision. It was amazing to see her project like this.

"There. This is better." I approached from behind, sliding my arms around her small waist and smiling slightly as she leaned back into my embrace.

"It's so beautiful here," she said.

"You created it. It's your dream." I nuzzled my face into her hair.