“Would you love me if I was twelve?” Jon went on to say and Nebula knew it was Raguel speaking to her.
“Of course. I like you now too.”
“Like me- I mean. As a human? Not as Jon.”
Nebula took a step back and Tae took the brunt of her weight. Raguel's words had affected her- a lot. He wanted to be human? Like them? Wasn’t this why Gabriel had raged a war?
“Why twelve?” Nebula queried, thinking of the life she would lead with a twelve-year-old. She could visualize the stares at the grocery. Oh goodness…with Tae as the father.
“Because I can come up with that body now.”
“What? Tae gasped out looking at him. Just how powerful was he? Their friends came over after hearing the conversation.
“You can do that? How?” August inquired.
“But your father-“ Monie halted his words as they left his
