#Chapter 107 – Bearing Gifts

I give a sad little cry of disappointment when Anton moves his mouth from mine. “Nooo,” I whine, tightening my arms around his neck, pulling him back to me. Anton laughs, his shoulders tightening, resisting. “Juniper, you’ve got to sleep –“ “No I don’t, I’m magic –“ He laughs harder now, grinning at me, shaking his head. “Fine, then blame me. I’m…having trouble not throwing you down in this little patch of dirt and tearing off every stitch of your clothes –“ I make a humming little sound of interest in my back of my throat, raising my eyebrows, intrigued. But Anton just laughs again, shaking his head at me. “Mercy, Juniper, please,” he sighs, bringing his mouth back again to mine like a magnet that has no resistance to this force. “I want this to be right, and I want you to rest, all of which is deeply at war with my want to just…kiss the hell out of you until dawn comes in this stupid sunless world –“ I kiss him again, quietly encouraging this final option, and Anton gi