The Fangover by Erin McCarthy & Kathy Love

Author:Erin McCarthy & Kathy Love [McCarthy, Erin & Love, Kathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Paranormal
ISBN: 9780425253236
Google: beaHKS8IfOMC
Amazon: 0425253236
Publisher: Berkley Trade
Published: 2012-11-05T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

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(Who Can I Turn To?)

BESIDE him, Katie pulled in a deep breath while Cort took another long swallow of his drink, nearly polishing it off.

Clearly they were both shaken.

Her finger stayed on the button, as she clearly debated if she wanted to see more. Cort understood. Looking at these pictures was hard. It was hard to believe these things happened without them even knowing it.

But to her credit, she did press the button again. A picture of Betty and Ed with them lit up on the small screen. There was also one of Cort and Raven giving each other bunny ears. Now that was total weirdness. A picture of Drake and Wyatt doing shots. That was normal. Another of Saxon doing the hang-loose sign to the camera. Equally normal—if anyone could describe Saxon as normal. One of Katie sitting on Cort’s lap, both of them laughing, but he could still see that expression on both their faces. It had been there in all the pictures of just the two of them.

Love. They really did look in love. Totally and genuinely in love.

Katie’s hand shook as she lifted her glass to her lips, nearly finishing off her drink.

She pressed the button again to see a photo of a man who seemed to be covered in a layer of dirt and sweat, his filthy gray shirt that might very well have been white at one point clung to his tall, skinny frame. His equally dirty shorts threatened to slip off his narrow hips as his pose revealed he was dancing madly.

“Oh, that’s some vagrant who came in to dance while we were listening to a band at Cajun Cabin right before we met up with you,” Betty said with a chuckle, taking the camera. “That guy could really dance. Couldn’t he, Ed?”

Ed nodded.

“What time was that?” Cort asked.

Betty pursed her lips in thought. “Oh let’s see. That must have been around eleven or so, because your wedding happened around midnight. Isn’t that right, Ed?”

Ed nodded.

Cort knew Ed wasn’t exactly a bastion of accuracy, given that he’d agree to anything his wife said, but if Betty was right, they must have been off the riverboat fairly quickly after they all blacked out. Cort knew that Stella had reserved the riverboat until 2 A.M. Why hadn’t they stayed on the boat and partied? Had something happened? Was Katie crossed over on the boat or afterward? Or had they married before the actual bite?

More mysteries. Damn.

“I guess that’s all I have, although I could have sworn I took more,” Betty said as she took the camera back. The older woman began browsing through the pictures, talking to Ed about this one and that.

Katie signaled to the bartender for another drink. Cort could see her hand still trembled.

“Are you okay?” he asked even though he knew the answer.

She nodded, then she shook her head. “Is it possible to feel embarrassed, ashamed, disappointed—and excited all at once?”

The bartender arrived, giving him a moment to think about her question.

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