Sexy In A Bottle: A More Than Men Novella

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in just a few days. She never could’ve imagined things would be like this for her.
    " Don’t worry about it. Raj and I are quite content out here together. He’s recovered from his time in the water." She wasn’t about to mention he was a magic genie. "We have plenty of supplies."
    The silence on the line was deafening.
    "Yes, Benny, I’m sleeping with him. I’ll save you from asking."
    " Val, are you crazy?"
    " Crazy for him, maybe," she said with a girlish giggle that sounded odd to her ears. "He makes me happy. I haven’t been happy in a long time."
    She could tell her friend was wrestling with her revelation. "I’m still going to come out and check on you the minute my boat hits the water again."
    " That’s fine," she said. "I’ll be happy to introduce you. Just be sure to knock."
    The groan on the other end of the line made a grin spread across her face.
    "Bye, Benny."
    Valerie hung up and slipped the phone into her pocket. Raj was waiting for her inside, but it felt too good to leave. The warm sunlight on her skin was wonderful, even if the breeze was still a touch cool. The fresh air filled her lungs and helped her think more clearly.
    She’d been very confused since dinner the day before. There were so many things to consider , and in the moment she just hadn’t been ready to make her choice. After losing herself in the pleasure of his arms and collapsing into a thoroughly exhausted sleep, she’d found some clarity. Raj was right; there was no reason why she couldn’t wish herself well and then just not use her third wish. There wasn’t a time limit that she was aware of. She could also use the third wish to free him. He hadn’t seemed very enthusiastic about that idea, but it was something he’d probably been promised many times, and no one had delivered.
    Valerie would. That was the only wish she would feel good about making. He deserved to be free. She wouldn’t let him slip back into the hell of his confinement. That was an impossibility.
    With a sigh she climbed up from the rock and headed back to the house. She found Raj at the kitchen table. He was flipping through an old photo album she kept on the bookshelf.
    "Who is this man?" he asked.
    Valerie peered over his shoulder at the picture. She’d forgotten all about that day. Funny how the moments that seem so important at the time can slip away. "That’s Danny. We dated for a couple of years in college."
    " What happened?"
    Valerie shrugged. "It just didn’t work out. We wanted different things."
    Raj hadn’t looked up once from the picture. "He looks very much in love with you."
    They had been in love. Danny was probably her most serious relationship. The one she had thought about marriage and children with. "That was a long time ago. I’m certain he has moved on."
    Raj flipped the album closed and turned to her. "I am concerned about you."
    " Please don’t start that again. I have decided that I —"
    " Not about your health," Raj interrupted. "I am worried about your feelings for me."
    How did he know what her feelings were? She hadn’t voiced a single one. "What are you talking about?"
    " You are my mistress. I cannot read your mind, but I am attuned to your thoughts and desires. You have an…attachment to me. I admittedly feel the same. But I am worried that is not what is good for you."
    He had basically said h e had feelings for her, and yet Valerie felt somehow like she’d been punched in the gut. "How do you know what’s good for me?"
    " I am not a man, Valerie. I am not a human. I might look like one. And alone on this island it might be easy to pretend that I am, but I’m not. Even if you allow me to save you and you never make another wish, what will become of us? How will you explain me to others? I have no family, no papers. I don’t exist. I couldn’t have a driver’s license, much less marry you. A djinn cannot give you a child of your own. You may live a long life, but you might never have the things you truly

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