"I love you, Jacob," she whispers.
The words hit me square in the chest. I brush my thumb across her cheek. "I love you too."
Aleena props herself up slightly. "I need to take the pill that fakes pregnancy. Just in case anyone asks questions about my virginity when we visit my family."
She waves her hand in a graceful motion. A small round blue pill materializes in her palm, glowing faintly. She pops it into her mouth, swallows smoothly, and swings her legs off the bed. I watch her stand, completely naked. Her curvy figure sways with every step as she walks toward the bathroom—hips rolling, ass perfectly shaped, long hair cascading down her back. The urge to grab her from behind stirs inside me again, but I push it down for now.
