Santa Claws: a Holiday Monster Romance (Sombra Demons) by Sarah Spade

Author:Sarah Spade [Spade, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-12-16T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 5

SURPRISE

The office I work at is always closed for Christmas. Christmas Eve, too, and if we’re all caught up on our orders, the day after Christmas is a freebie. The time between Christmas and New Year’s is when we’re like a ghost town. Only a handful of us come in, running on a skeleton crew. Anyone hoarding PTO can cash it in, and if you’d rather it roll over into the new year, our employer actually offers half days at overtime pay to entice workers to come in.

I’ve always taken whatever shifts were available. Doesn’t hurt to get a bigger check at the end of the year, and I usually take my time when I visit my parents in Florida for Thanksgiving. Mal knows I plan on doing the same this year—but when I put in for a sick day on the 23rd, Lisa doesn’t even hesitate to approve it.

My poor boss. Ever since I took the week off when I first met Mal and the mate sickness got its claws in me so bad that I actually let him stick his claws in me as he fingered me in the office bathroom, Lisa’s been checking on me, making sure that I haven’t had another bout of “flu”. If I looked as flushed and hot as shaky as I felt before me and Mal worked out a cure for the mate sickness, it’s no wonder she still worries for me. That was fucking awful, and despite how shaky I am when I think of how half my arm went shadow, at least it’s not that bad.

Before I contacted Lisa, I shot Amy an email. For some reason, she prefers to communicate that way. Every now and then I’ll send her a text, but when I finally caught on to the fact that she checks her email far more frequently than her phone, I gave up and used the older tech. I have to remember that, despite looking like she’s younger than me, she stopped aging fifteen years ago. Maybe her phone isn’t as glued to her hand as mine is.

I didn’t really go into details. I guess… I don’t know… putting it into words made the whole situation real somehow. Almost like I pretend there wasn’t something wrong with me if I didn’t actually tell Amy what was on my mind. I just asked if she had some time to sit down and talk to me—mainly because I wanted to actually show her my hand if it went shadow again—and, thankfully, she said I was more than welcome to stop by on the 23rd.

She knows I’m not bringing Mal. I couldn’t bring myself to tell her why for the same reason what I led my mate to believe that I was going into work today. Actually putting words to my secret suspicions—that there’s a reason humans and Sombra demons rarely get paired together—is much harder than flippantly pretending that everything is a-okay.

The drive to Connecticut is about three hours from where I live on Long Island.

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