Chapter Eleven
As she knew it would, the morning came entirely too fast for Jessica. She opened her eyes and groaned. Without a doubt, she hated that particular Monday morning more than every demon she had ever encountered.
It took every ounce of her strength to sit and swing her legs out of bed. After rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she blinked until her vision cleared. She gasped and clutched her chest as she focused on the imp. Once again, she had forgotten about him. When she saw him curled in the middle of the carpet, sleeping peacefully, last night came rushing back to her in its entirety.
Frank, still thought he was a cat. The spell clearly hadn’t worn off overnight, if she could judge by the position he was currently in.
Jessica swore internally. She needed to find a way to
