If it wasn’t for the witch’s apologetic, weary expression I would have given in. My soulmate was pissed off ‘cos he was still horny, but the wit...ch didn’t know that. My soulmate can look like a real mean, malicious bully when he wants to. ‘Don’t worry about him. He’s just horny and now has to wait.’ I apologised to the witch feeling my soulmate’s frustration. I saw a faint understanding smile. ‘I’m sorry. Didn’t mean to catch you, I just want a smoke before class.’ I grinned with a crafty. “It’s really too dangerous.”“But it’d kinda be worth the risk,” he said, and she looked up at the vicious tangles of razor wire and hoped he wasn’t serious.He left before she did and she sat with her back against the wall, high on the thrill of their conversation. Everything he ever said seemed to fit with what she thought, forming an endless, sprawling jigsaw of perfection. She wanted to know more, to fill in gaps, to learn and discover everything she could.She pushed her hand impatiently past. When she returned, Jeff smiled as he looked her up and down."Well, we want to work out a deal." He said, taking a sip of her husband's beer."What kind of deal?" She asked."You know we pick on your son, right?" Jeff asked rhetorically. "What if I told you we'd cut all of that shit out?" She wasn't used to being spoken to like this, especially not by some 18 year old k**.Frowning and feigning courage, she considered it. Even with this look on her face, she still looked flustered and cute."G-go. She reached for the phone with the intention of calling Harry, but as her hand touched it, it rang."Good morning pretty lady" came John's familiar voice. "If my calendar is right you are a free woman today. Am I right?"Susan told him that she was, that her divorce had been final at midnight last night. "Would you like to have dinner with me tonight and we can celebrate?" I can't tonight John. I have several things to do today and I will be exhausted by the time I am done." How about tomorrow.