No Kitten Around_A Magical Romantic Comedy with a body count by R. J. Blain

Author:R. J. Blain [Blain, R. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pen & Page Publishing
Published: 2018-10-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

If I wanted to learn the truth about my situation and pinpoint the nature of Lucavier’s interest in me, I needed to identify the unknown elements of my genes, which meant a date with the CDC. The tests were expensive unless there was just cause for them, but I thought I’d be able to get them to rule in my favor.

Change began with a phone call to my doctor with the request for a genetic test, and I cited my desire for a better understanding of my family history as the just cause. As progress was progress, no matter how strange the progress seemed, my doctor promised to refer me to a CDC specialist.

I left work at ten in the evening, pleased with the progress I’d made finding out more about my heritage so I might be able to understand how I’d become embroiled in a situation involving a devil and an angel. I wondered if it had something to do with my parents and their contribution of genes. I’d never asked which angels or demons made up my genetic makeup.

Everything I’d read indicated the children of angels didn’t receive the same scrutiny or experience the same prejudices I did, although Luna implied I wasn’t avoided for the reasons I thought. I wasn’t sure if I believed her.

Hamhock had planted a seed of doubt I couldn’t forget.

What happened to an angel who lied?

My thoughts amused me the entire drive home, and I eased my car down the trail leading to my property to discover a vehicle waiting for me with a red-haired woman perched on the trunk.

Instead of a panic attack, I got a hefty dose of general confusion. Not that long ago, she’d gone to California, and I’d believed I would finally be able to continue on with my life, at ease with where we’d left off.

Somewhere along the way, I’d gotten lost—or she had. No, she had. Gypsum Creek was nowhere near California, and I’d just gone to work and met a woman about forging a sword.

The only way I’d find out what Kennedy was doing at my home was to ask her, so I killed the engine and prepared to face her again, torn between excitement and worry.

Kennedy arched a brow as I got out of my car. “I was starting to think you’d be gone all night. That would’ve ruined my plans.”

Maybe Kennedy hadn’t gotten lost after all, which added to my sense of excitement. “I thought you were needed in California.”

“I went to California, finished my business in California, and after about five minutes of thought, decided I’d wander my way back here and impose on you. My boss was delightfully confused by my insistence I’d be coming back here. He regretted asking why but approved my time off while he pursues a transfer closer to the area.”

“You’re transferring?”

“I am. Mississippi’s too fucking hot and muggy for my blood, and I have a few good reasons to stick around.”

Her presence at my home implied I was one of those reasons.

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