591. A Fanged Smile

"We could what?" Jael asked when Mauve didn't say anything more.

"Nothing," Mauve responded and shut her eyes.

There was no way she would be able to say the words out of her lips. She couldn't remember the last time they did anything.

This was no fault of hers, Jael was avoiding her like a plague. Even when she tried to initiate it, he would pull away after a kiss. It was infuriating.

She knew it was because she was sick but she wasn't that sick anymore. Her temperature hasn't risen in over three days, that should be enough right?

"What do you mean, nothing? I am pretty sure there is something on your mind. Spit it out."

"No!" She yelled stubbornly. "Go to sleep."

Jael didn't say anything to this and for a second she felt intense disappointment, then suddenly she felt his arm pull her up his chest.