Phoebe's eyes moved from Connie to the lake then to the plants. Connie was right, they had grown beyond human explanation in only two days. Within a week, they would be ready for harvesting at this rate.
For a few seconds, she closed her eyes and laughed silently. Fate, the pendant or the Saxon spirit had really gone above and beyond to tie her and David together. He could provide bottomless energy to keep her alive and he could level up her space with one kiss. If she slept with him, would everything beyond the fog open up? What else would be uncovered?
"What are you thinking about sister, are you considering my suggestion seriously?" Connie cheekily asked.
Phoebe looked away from the girl, grateful that she had not seen her thoughts. She had gone beyond thoughts on kissing and moved on to sleeping with him.
