JERRY'S POV
THE WITCH'S REVISIT
Helen had called me over to her house. It was late and I was just done with helping Gavin do some things at his place. A plan to go home was cancelled by a call from Helen. What was the problem? I had asked her but she only told me it was important.
“She had better not be joking around.” I muttered annoyingly as I reached her apartment and came down from the car.
She wouldn't have called to have a second taste of me, would she? My pheromones were probably too strong for her to forget, she must want more of me, I thought.
But then again, was I so dumb to think Helen was that kind of person? Yes I was. That could never be the reason she called for me.
There was no need to knock, she always left the gates open. I entered and walked into the sitting room.
