"So how is my substitute?" whispered Nigel in the hollow of my shoulder, such a sultry and unique voice.
"Warm" I answered, the arm of the guy weighing on my stomach.
"Does it feel good?" he smiled that cold-blooded smile of his.
"No" I answered honest.
I am never lying to Nigel because it'll be useless. We're one now, Nigel knows me, and Nigel can feel all of me.
"I want to come to you" I added.
I needed to be with him more than anything else.
"Not yet, Jack" he kissed me goodbye "First, you have to defy gravity"