Oak, Sophie - Pure Bliss [Nights in Bliss, Colorado 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Sophie Oak

Author:Sophie Oak [Oak, Sophie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
Published: 2012-03-14T16:47:59+00:00

Chapter Ten

By the time James drove up, Hope knew more about Sasquatch than any woman should know. The “squatchers” were nice enough, if utterly obsessed.

“You know from a biological standpoint, it’s really hard to believe that there’s a whole species of superpredator out there and the only real evidence we have is a video filmed in the sixties and some prints.”

Hope slapped at Noah’s arm. “Stop baiting them.”

Noah’s green eyes rolled. “Well, I do have a doctorate. Do they have doctorates?”

“Look, Doc, I dropped out of college to squatch. I am an expert on the big guy. He’s real, and just because you don’t believe in him doesn’t mean he won’t take your head off one day,” Trey, the leader of this intrepid group of squatchers, said. He was a thin man who obviously didn’t believe in a razor. Unfortunately, unlike his favored mythical beast, Trey didn’t grow a beard well. It was kind of in patches across his face.

“I have a master’s in philosophy,” a bright-eyed girl who couldn’t be more than twenty-two said. Like her brethren, she could be mistaken for a really sweet-looking homeless person.

“I graduated with a degree in English,” another young man admitted. “It was this or work at fast food. I don’t really like hydrogenated oils.”

“And you, Dr. Bennett, need to keep an open mind,” Nell said, giving him a little frown. She was in her element, holding court in front of her little tent. She’d invited the Bigfoot hunters to give her bread a try and then plied them all with her organic apple cider. They had been sitting around for an hour talking about mythical creatures. Noah had sat on the ground beside Hope, a mug of cider in his hand. It hadn’t been too long until he’d managed to get his head in her lap, an arm wrapped possessively around her legs.

It occurred to Hope that this whole festival thing was like a temporary commune for supernatural geeks. She bet a whole bunch of these people had Star Trek costumes somewhere in their closets.

“And you’re all wrong. Sasquatch isn’t from this plane. He probably wandered in from another plane. My own mother fell through a door from her plane. She was a faery, but she really liked it here.” Nell sat back in her chair, knitting as she spoke.

Henry merely looked on indulgently as his wife explained her native origins.

Trey leaned over, his voice low. “That lady is crazy, but she makes really good bread.”

James honked his horn.

Hope stood, forcing Noah to stand as well. They said good-bye and started to walk toward the truck.

“At least he doesn’t have a gun.” Noah walked beside her. He tried to reach down and hold her hand.

That seemed like waving a red flag in front of a bull. She took a step away. “Noah, we should talk. When we get back, I think we need to talk about what’s going on between us.”

And she would have to decide just how much to tell them about her past.

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