Moonspun by Michele Hauf

Author:Michele Hauf
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-10-07T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Two weeks later…

After her daily walk through the forest—she had to get out; her nature demanded it—Blu wobbled into the living room, where Creed sat listening to the strains of some symphony he’d probably once seen conducted by the original composer in a fabulous Parisian opera house. His eyes were closed, his bare feet resting on the end of the couch. She sat and placed his feet on her lap and began to massage them with some of the cocoa butter cream they kept on the coffee table. His feet were soft and she loved touching them, easing her fingers over the thick veins and the hard curves of his ankle bones.

He reached for the remote and turned down the music to a background noise. “You have the magic touch.”

Easing her knuckles along the arch of his foot, she pressed his toes to her belly. “Feel that?”

“One of them is a real fighter,” he said, opening his eyes and sitting up. “Or maybe both. My turn. Pull up your shirt.” He dipped his fingers into the cocoa butter and smoothed them over her stomach. “Feel good?”

“You’re so good to me, lover.” She tilted her head back. The man had magic fingers that seemed to ease every ache she had, and the touch always restored her energy. It was dorky to think, but they really did complete one another. “How will we raise them?”

“What do you mean?”

“We won’t know if they’ll be werewolf or vampire—or both—until they reach puberty. So how will we raise them until that point?”

“There’s much to think about.” He gestured to the baby handbook sitting on the coffee table. “We need to start stocking up on diapers and blankets. And you should pick out things for the nursery.”

“Bree is giving me a shower after the birth. I’ll get plenty of loot then.”

And then they would only have to buy half as much as Creed suspected now.

“I think we should raise them as both,” Blu said. Nervous now, she felt compelled to confess, but wanted to work up to it slow and easy. “I’ll teach our child—er, children—to run free and hone their natural instincts, while you can teach them patience and understanding. Of which you have a lot. And integrity and honor. That is you to the core.”

“You will teach them to enjoy life and always see the glass half full.”

“You can teach them some incredible history.”

“You’ll make sure they know all the best music and social networking.”

“I want a boy.”

“Really? I would guess a woman would desire a girl. Especially a girlie woman like you, who loves to play dress-up. I won’t have you dressing our boy in wild outfits.”

“Don’t worry. But I want a boy and I want him to be wolf, to carry on the Masterson line.”

Creed nodded. “I see.”

“We could have two boys. One of each,” she suggested, but didn’t want to say any more than that. It was hard enough not to say child when she was supposed to say children.

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