"Well I hope he doesn't catch up too quickly. I prefer the original over any copy," Minerva smirked. "And of course he couldn't be as handsome as you are, love. But I would like to meet him. Anyone who you speak highly of like this must be worthy."
Minerva nodded with a small sigh. "Yeah, I figured as much but I thought you should know that the offer stands. But, I don't want you to jeopardize your health, Jamie. You have to beat this, yeah? There's no other option. I won't let you -"
She was going to say 'die on me', but Minerva let it hang and instead continued rubbing Jamie's neck, working on the stiffness there.
"You're asking the woman who's been named 'Minerva'? Honestly," she snorted, shaking her head. "Greek Mythology, of course and I don't know why his parents named him that but I really don't care to find out."
Minerva pressed her thumbs into the base of Jamie's skull. "I don't think he's jealous of my family in that sense. But, in the sense that he wants to be close to me like my family and friends are and frankly I think he's close enough. I dunno, I think he wants to be...exclusive," she told her friend, wrinkling her nose.
"I will not change my mind, for fuck's sake Jamie. I'm just fucking a werewolf, I don't want to say any blood vows about it. Ben may have made up his mind to spend happily ever after, but that's not me. You'll see him in the white wedding robes before I do, yeah?"
Minerva shifted to look Jamie in the face. "Besides, I have issues with a man who gets jealous of me using a vibrator to get off," she advised, rolling her eyes.