“I’ve seen that done on TV and in movies, ghosts and witches and demons taking over someone else’s body, an animal or a person.” Maybe Shawn could ride me like a horse. Then after, I could ride him like Jason Statham—as Jason Statham. “I could even get in a body and stay there, right?” I thought about maybe getting one like Shawn’s, two super-hot guys hooking up, falling in love, getting married, so we could start all over. Or maybe I could jump into one like Artemis’s; big, strong, protective, but also snuggly. “My body wouldn’t matter. Bodies don’t matter at all. When two people are in love, they recognize each other’s souls.”
“That would take magick, a spell,” Delphine said.
“I want to do it. I want to go back.”
Movement and a waft of spicy air, a slight breeze, caught my attention.
