Making Waves (Mythological Lovers) by Vivienne Savage

Author:Vivienne Savage
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: pregnancy, shapeshifter, hippocampus, seahorse, fated mates
Publisher: Payne & Taylor
Published: 2015-09-21T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

~Alessa~

Mom was due to reach the island on a lazy Sunday afternoon and according to last week’s failed test, I still wasn’t pregnant. I didn’t know what to tell her about Dante yet, and I didn’t plan to give her all of the gritty details. Around noon, I woke up with him beside me, struck by the urge to clean my small home from top to bottom. Again.

I opened all the windows to let in the fresh ocean breeze then tackled the bathroom and living room before my lover sought me out, naked as usual as I preferred.

“Should we be married?” Dante asked. His question came out of the blue, startling me as I scrubbed the stove to prepare for my mother’s arrival and their inevitable introduction.

I arched a brow. “Why do you ask?”

“Because I want to know where your thoughts have gone. Normally when humans live together they’re married, aren’t they?”

“Not everyone.” He eased his body behind me, more affectionate than lusty, and wrapped his arm around my middle. The pressure of his chest to my back warmed me.

“Does it mean something to you?” he asked.

“Well...” I bit my lower lip. “My parents weren’t married when they had me, and that’s okay. When I was a kid, I used to wish things were different. All of my friends had two parents and their dad’s last name.”

“Ours will be a strange family. What will you tell people?”

It was a question I’d been asking myself for a while. “Honestly? I have no idea. Before we... bonded, I thought I’d tell them all we decided it wasn’t working out and we were sharing custody.” I smoothed my fingers over his dark waves, brushing errant strands from his face. “So maybe I’ll tell everyone it’s none of their damned business.”

“Will your mother like me?”

“What’s not to like?”

“Everything,” he said with a grin.

Dante helped me tidy the rest of the house until the counters gleamed and the floors shined. The smell of citrus permeated my secondhand kitchen table, and he moved the sofa so I could vacuum beneath it.

If I didn’t clean house thoroughly, my mother would do it during her vacation, and at my age I was too old for her to tidy behind me.

“Where will I sleep now?”

“At your own place with your grandfather,” I teased.

Dante frowned. “I like sleeping beside you.”

“And I love it when you sleep beside me.” I kissed him then scurried away to pull on a pair of jean shorts beneath my t-shirt. “Okay, I’m gonna go down and pick her up. She and I have plans to eat at the hotel cafe for dinner so why don’t you come by tomorrow for lunch.”

“I have lessons booked all day. The group from Sweden.”

“Oh yeah. They’re coming to my afternoon performance. How about dinner after the show?”

“I’ll be there.”

Despite the big inconvenience of her decision to visit during the summer, my official time with Dante, I was glad to see Mom. I rushed into her arms and hugged her tight the moment I picked her out among the tourists disembarking from the ferry.

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