“He’ll get his turn when it’s time, Riley.”
He growls again, then mutters, “Not always a good thing my getting pissed off means this reaction from you.”
Yep, I’m even slipperier.
“Maybe itisa good thing,” I say, smiling, “Because this reaction from me often means you stop being pissed off.”
“Good point,” he mutters, still looking annoyed.
He’s going to have to get accustomed to the fact that he might not always agree with my work. Most of the time, he won’t even know much about it. Obviously, that’s not the case with this. He definitely didn’t like it when I had to meet up with Sergei Voitenko recently. Riley insisted on being there.
Sergei was less than pleased that I can’t help him with his problem. Sergei is ready to end his time in this plane, but Fate has other plans for him.
Other plans that include mating with his very dangerous good friend’s daughter when she comes of age, which won’t be for quite some time. Riley found the whole thing repulsive. He was also more than unsettled with me pissing off a dangerous elder vampire. Though Sergei is one of the oldest vampires on the planet, he certainly doesn’t look like it.
“Different topic, do I smell like myself?” I ask him.
He frowns. “Huh?”
“I felt super-duper grossed out when someone mentioned deviled eggs earlier. Dry heaves and everything. It was pretty dramatic. I had to walk away from the table while they were eating potato salad because of the deviled eggs. The girls thought it might mean something.”
Even now there’s bile bubbling at the back of my throat at the mention of it.
“Mean something?” he asks.
“Yeah, like a food aversion due to… you know… pregnancy.”
He startles, looking me over.
“Do I smell pregnant?” I ask.
He wraps both arms around me and inhales deeply at my mate mark.
Goosebumps rise everywhere on me.
“You smell like you, little witch.”
“Oh,” I say, my disappointment clear.
“You’re not due for your time of the month.”
I shake my head
“Not due for what? A week?” he asks.
And I smile while nodding. It’s amusing to me that he knows this already.
“I guess we’ll see what happens,” he says, loosening his grip and looking at my face, smiling. All the tension has left his body. He’s no longer fretting about Jase. He’s thinking about babies.
Oh. Judging by the hardness poking my belly, he mightalsobe thinking aboutmakingbabies.
I’m a little baffled because I think it’s too soon for me to get pregnant based on the protection spell that was the source of a huge argument between me and Riley right after we finally decided we weretogether. Summer is nearly over and this means it’s almost time to find out what might be next for this couple we’re protecting.
Either I’m not technically pregnant yet and I’m showing those early signs in anticipation of safeguarding that couple’s son, or maybe I am pregnant with our baby, which should mean things will work out for them, too.
I’d be panicked right now about being pregnant and worrying about a supernatural safeguarding pregnancy pushing our baby aside except that we already know Vivi foresees that things are going to work out okay, which might mean the coast is clear for Riley and me to have a baby.
If I’m not already pregnant, maybe I will beverysoon.