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first imprisoned,” he added, like he knew what Harper was thinking.
“It was the year after your Granddad died, and Deacon had just left home. I
think she was lonely more than anything…” Jasper sighed and actually looked a
little sad for a minute before he carefully wiped all expression from his face.
“You inherited the ring. You inherited me,” he finished, and Harper made a
face.
    “But I don’t want
to inherit you!” she yelped. “No offense…” Jasper held up his hand as though to
wave away the insult.
    “None taken. I’m
not exactly thrilled about getting shackled to you either,” he huffed. “You’re
a witch, but your body is still as vulnerable as any other weak human being.
Any little thing could snuff you out, and then I’d be pushing up daisies right
beside you.”
    Harper sat for a
while, digesting the barrage of information. “What would happen if I just took the
ring off?” she asked, and Jasper shook his head.
    “I would wither
away and die within a week. I’m tied to your life force and the ring must be on
your finger to feel your pulse.”
    Harper was not
thrilled with his answer. “Do you have a family member… could I give the ring
to one of them to wear?” she suggested, grasping at straws.
    “I’m a 658-year-old
vampire. I have no family left, they’ve been dead for hundreds of years.”
Harper’s face fell. What a sad existence that would be. “Besides, it wouldn’t
work, that ring can only be worn by a Jones Witch. If you attempt to take it
off or give it away to anyone else, I will die.” Harper nervously twisted at
the ring on her finger, and Jasper’s eyes followed the movement like a hawk.
    “I can’t get it
off anyway,” Harper admitted, tugging to show him, and Jasper let out a small
sigh of relief.
    “What about…”
Harper started to suggest, and Jasper rolled his eyes.
    “I’ve told you.
There is no way around it!” he snapped, but Harper ignored him and carried on
anyway.
    “Could I reverse
the spell?” she asked. She instinctively knew that she was onto something when
Jasper sat up straighter in his chair.
    “You know what, I
think you could,” he said, starting to look excited. He was off of the couch
and in front of her so quickly that she let out a yelp of surprise.
    “Don’t do that!”
Harper said, clutching her chest. “You’ll give me a heart attack and kill us
both!”
    “You would do that
for me?” he asked earnestly, staring into her eyes, and Harper blinked.
    “Sure. I don’t see
why not,” she said, shoving her chair back a bit. She was starting to get
uncomfortable with the vampire’s lack of personal space.
    “I could kiss you
right now!” Jasper said with a huge grin, and Harper frowned.
    “Please don’t.”
    Jasper rubbed his
hands together in excitement. “I was speaking hypothetically,” he assured her.
“When do you want to get started?” he asked, and Harper shrugged.
    “Why not right
now? The sooner the better,” she told him, and his face split into one of the
largest grins she’d ever seen in her life. “Just tell me what to do and I’ll do
it,” she told him and watched the smile melt from his face.
    Jasper froze, his
heart sinking along with the first thread of hope he’d had in forty years. “You
don’t know how to perform the spell?” he asked, and Harper shook her head.
    “Of course not. I
only found out I was a witch this afternoon.” Jasper stood up suddenly from
where he had been leaning in towards her and tossed her a dirty look.
    “It won’t work
then. A spell like that would take years of experience. You probably don’t
possess enough magic in your entire body right now to boil a pot of water,” he
groused as he used his vampire speed to zip away so fast that her eyes couldn’t
follow his movements. Harper heard a door slam in the basement and winced. He
obviously hadn’t left for good; he’d just gone to his room like some sort of
sullen, bloodsucking teenager.
    Harper took a