moment. Live like there is no tomorrow. You have a healthy babe in your belly and a husband who loves you. Let the others worry about the what-ifs. Stressing over what might happen isn’t good for the baby.
She nodded. I’ll try.
The front door opened and closed below them.
“Bon soir!” Lisette called, stepping into view as she donned a motorcycle helmet.
“Good night,” Sarah responded cheerfully.
“Good hunting,” Roland added.
A moment later, the French immortal sped away on the back of her motorcycle.
“Want to run home?” Roland asked as he and his wife strolled into view.
“Do you mean literally run?”
He nodded and wrapped his arms around her, drawing her body against his. “I know how exhilarating you find it. And I love anything that lights your beautiful eyes with excitement.” He kissed her.
Her eyes began to glow as she sank into him. “We’ll be all sweaty when we get home.”
He kissed her again. “We’re going to get sweaty once we’re home anyway.”
She emitted a throaty laugh. “Shall we make it interesting then and race?”
“How about we race naked? If I catch you, we make love wherever I tackle you.”
“And risk having vampires catch us in flagrante delicto? I don’t think so.”
He laughed. “Perhaps another night then.”
She stepped back. “On three?”
“On three.”
“Okay. One. Two.” She took off, her slender form blurring as she sped off into the night. “Three!” she called from half a mile away, laughter trailing after her.
Roland’s usually dour face broke into a wide grin as he took off after her.
Zack looked at Ami and found her smiling.
What’s it like? he asked, curious.
What?
He started to say love. Affection. Friendship. Nothing. Never mind.
She grimaced. Ech. My stomach is starting to churn again. I’d better go. I doubt David would appreciate it if I vomited all over his solar panels.
Zach thought David wouldn’t care if Ami puked all over his dreadlocks. The elder immortal just wanted her to be happy and healthy and safe.
Rising, he walked with her over to the ladder and steadied her as she found the rungs with her feet. She didn’t need his aid. She was as sure-footed as a cat. Her condition just made him feel protective.
He frowned.
Would you like to come with me? she asked.
No, thank you.
She smiled and descended the ladder.
Zach retook his position in the center of the roof. Tucking his wings in close, he listened as she returned the ladder to its hangers and went inside.
Quiet enfolded him, broken only by the occasional conversation filtering up from the house.
What the hell are you doing, Zach? he asked himself. Why was he so drawn to this place? To these people? What had changed?
Was Seth right? Had he changed?
He heard Darnell greet Ami inside as he collected kittens from immortals and returned them to whatever basket or box they kept them in. “I’m heading downstairs to challenge the Seconds that are training tonight. How much you wanna bet I beat them?”
Had Ami been the one to make the challenge, Zach knew every dollar would be placed on her. But she hadn’t sparred with the others since she’d learned she was pregnant.
“All at once?” Richart asked before Ami could respond.
“Nah. One or two at a time.”
“I’ll bet a thousand on you,” the Frenchman declared.
“No way,” Étienne said. “There are too many. They’ll tire him out. A thousand on the other Seconds.”
“You’re on.”
“Can I get in on this?” another asked.
“Me, too.”
“Where are you going to get a thousand dollars?”
“Bite me.”
They all moved down to the basement, where loud cheering and taunting erupted as the first match began.
They really did seem like one big family. How had Seth accomplished that?
Something stung Zach’s neck. Reaching up, he felt around and found three darts sticking out of it.
Yanking them out, he stared down at them. These weren’t mercenary darts. They were the
She nodded. I’ll try.
The front door opened and closed below them.
“Bon soir!” Lisette called, stepping into view as she donned a motorcycle helmet.
“Good night,” Sarah responded cheerfully.
“Good hunting,” Roland added.
A moment later, the French immortal sped away on the back of her motorcycle.
“Want to run home?” Roland asked as he and his wife strolled into view.
“Do you mean literally run?”
He nodded and wrapped his arms around her, drawing her body against his. “I know how exhilarating you find it. And I love anything that lights your beautiful eyes with excitement.” He kissed her.
Her eyes began to glow as she sank into him. “We’ll be all sweaty when we get home.”
He kissed her again. “We’re going to get sweaty once we’re home anyway.”
She emitted a throaty laugh. “Shall we make it interesting then and race?”
“How about we race naked? If I catch you, we make love wherever I tackle you.”
“And risk having vampires catch us in flagrante delicto? I don’t think so.”
He laughed. “Perhaps another night then.”
She stepped back. “On three?”
“On three.”
“Okay. One. Two.” She took off, her slender form blurring as she sped off into the night. “Three!” she called from half a mile away, laughter trailing after her.
Roland’s usually dour face broke into a wide grin as he took off after her.
Zack looked at Ami and found her smiling.
What’s it like? he asked, curious.
What?
He started to say love. Affection. Friendship. Nothing. Never mind.
She grimaced. Ech. My stomach is starting to churn again. I’d better go. I doubt David would appreciate it if I vomited all over his solar panels.
Zach thought David wouldn’t care if Ami puked all over his dreadlocks. The elder immortal just wanted her to be happy and healthy and safe.
Rising, he walked with her over to the ladder and steadied her as she found the rungs with her feet. She didn’t need his aid. She was as sure-footed as a cat. Her condition just made him feel protective.
He frowned.
Would you like to come with me? she asked.
No, thank you.
She smiled and descended the ladder.
Zach retook his position in the center of the roof. Tucking his wings in close, he listened as she returned the ladder to its hangers and went inside.
Quiet enfolded him, broken only by the occasional conversation filtering up from the house.
What the hell are you doing, Zach? he asked himself. Why was he so drawn to this place? To these people? What had changed?
Was Seth right? Had he changed?
He heard Darnell greet Ami inside as he collected kittens from immortals and returned them to whatever basket or box they kept them in. “I’m heading downstairs to challenge the Seconds that are training tonight. How much you wanna bet I beat them?”
Had Ami been the one to make the challenge, Zach knew every dollar would be placed on her. But she hadn’t sparred with the others since she’d learned she was pregnant.
“All at once?” Richart asked before Ami could respond.
“Nah. One or two at a time.”
“I’ll bet a thousand on you,” the Frenchman declared.
“No way,” Étienne said. “There are too many. They’ll tire him out. A thousand on the other Seconds.”
“You’re on.”
“Can I get in on this?” another asked.
“Me, too.”
“Where are you going to get a thousand dollars?”
“Bite me.”
They all moved down to the basement, where loud cheering and taunting erupted as the first match began.
They really did seem like one big family. How had Seth accomplished that?
Something stung Zach’s neck. Reaching up, he felt around and found three darts sticking out of it.
Yanking them out, he stared down at them. These weren’t mercenary darts. They were the
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