Jennifer Probst Books Novels & Stories

I said wondering where this whole conversation was heading, "I want you to protect her," he said turning his phone screen to me, 'her'? my eyes slowly fell on the screen, a girl with her blonde hair packed in a ponytail sat with a pile of books by her side, she is obviously a nerd even her big round glasses say a lot, she looked fixated on whatever information she was getting from the book that even if an attack was to happen in the room right beside her she may not even know, but something about her made me feel there was more than what meets the eyes, "A girl really?" I asked in a bored tone,

“So ready to go at it again?” “I probably better check the time,” I went to my sweatshirt pocket and pulled it out with several text messages. I opened them up and saw three were from Reese asking how things were going, did you have sex yet, and demanding a report. Then I went to the next message and saw it was from a fellow priestess asking me what I was going to return as the High Priestess was expecting me for dinner. I looked at the time and saw it was already 5 pm. How did the time go so fast? “I have to go.” I looked sadly at Rogan’s face who looked just as sad as I.