“We need to go out today, Emma.” Jake wakes me from my nap with a gentle kiss on my mouth. I’m on the couch where I fell asleep with a book. Kissing has made a definite comeback, although Jake never lets it move into a full-on passion. I know it’s because he doesn’t want to escalate things, but he has returned to kissing me softly, tenderly, and sometimes erotically. I’ve managed to gain control of the Demon Bitch appearing in my head, with the kissing at least; she doesn’t pop ...