Broken Heart Town 04 by Wait till Your Vampires Get Home

Author:Wait till Your Vampires Get Home
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-05-03T00:19:47+00:00

Chapter 16

Getting dragon spit was not something arranged easily. Ash agreed to bring up the saliva issue at Patsy’s meeting of the undead minds.

Since we had not been invited to the big war-planning party, Ralph and I got into his beat-up Honda and went to his house. I was so tired. My muscles ached and my head throbbed.

I was a dragon.

I held within me the soul of a creature so rare that not even a goddess knew much about it.

With these thoughts circling, I followed Ralph into his home. I felt the cold concrete even through the thick socks. Good thing it hadn’t snowed, though I could still feel that possibility in the whipping wind. I had no idea what I was going to do about shoes and clothes. I had bigger worries, though. Dragon attacks. PRIS rescue. Missing parents.

Ralph flipped on the lights. “I’ll shower first. While you’re taking one, I’ll make you something to eat.”

“Okeydokey.” I yawned as I took off my coat and hung it on the hall tree in the foyer. When I looked at Ralph, I saw his eyes on my breasts, which were trying to pop out of the buttoned pajama top. My nipples were saying hello, mainly because it was so chilly in the house. But then they tightened and tingled because of Ralph’s attention.

“I’ll . . . uh, go take that shower now.” Ralph turned and hurried down the hall.

I wasn’t sure if I felt complimented or insulted.

I don’t know what little devil made me follow him. But I was surprised when Ralph headed toward the toddlers’ bedroom. He flicked on the light and went to sit on the bed nearest the door. He picked up the teddy bear and stroked its tiny head.

I tiptoed to the doorway and peeked around the frame to watch him. He was in so much pain. I felt badly for him, for all the vampire parents. Raising children was difficult enough when you were alive. I couldn’t imagine how hard it was if you were undead.

“Sometimes,” he said, looking up at me (I really should work on being more sneaky), “I think it would be best if the boys lived with their grandparents. If they lived with Maura and Harold, they’d have a more normal life—one lived in the sun. And they’d have everything they could ever want.”

“Money doesn’t buy love,” I said softly. “And no amount of trinkets could replace you, Ralph. You’re their father.”

“Yeah,” he said. “I miss them. I think it’s time they came home.”

He stood up and, for a moment, we just looked at each other. Then he broke eye contact, and whatever moment had been building between us was broken.

Ralph went to take his shower, and I went to the kitchen. I sat at the table, laying my head on its smooth surface. I’d barely closed my eyes when I felt Ralph tap my shoulder.

“That was fast,” I said, scooting away from the table.

“I also hold the world speed record for showering.

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