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“At least you’ll be able to call us,” Dad said.
“True,” I nodded.
“Congratulations on meeting Terrick,” Dad said, smiling in a way that reached his green eyes this time.
“Thank you. It was so crazy. Everyone thought he was a monster, and I knew better.”
“Now you sound like your sire,” he chuckled.
“At least I don’t sound like the twins,” I shrugged.
“Don’t get me wrong. We love your brother and your sister. They just need to grow up and see that what they do can hurt people.”
“You think they’d be old enough by now,” I sighed.
“You would think that, huh?” he sighed back at me.
“Terrick’s going to make French toast,” Salta announced, waltzing into the kitchen ahead of her brother.
“If we’re not interrupting anything, that is,” Terrick said walking into the kitchen behind her.
“You’re not,” I shook my head and leaned back so that he kissed me when he passed by.
Salta made a face and whispered something about grownups being gross.
“Your sire and Blithe will be inside in a bit. The twins are leaving, and I think they’re seeing them out,” Terrick said, his voice level, but his emotions high over the mating link.
“Your sister is the reason I found Terrick,” Salta said, dropping into an empty chair at the table and pulling the sword in front of her.
“Don’t play with that, Salta,” Terrick said.
“I’m not!” She twisted to look at him as he started the blender.
When she turned back to face the table, she put her hands in her lap as if to prove she was old enough to be around the sword without playing with it.
“She is the reason,” Salta nodded. “She made a video. That was nice of her.”
“Salta?” Terrick said, grabbing her attention back.
“Yes?” she asked, turning to look at him again.
“Three doors down the hallway is the bathroom. Why don’t you go clean up for breakfast? You’re all sweaty.”
“But I don’t have clean clothes,” she reminded him.
“That’s okay. Just go wash up the best you can,” he said.
She groaned at him and bared her fangs for a second in the way little vampires do when they’re not impressed with what adults have to say. It was adorable and somehow, I managed not to laugh until the bathroom door shut behind her.
“My mom is probably shitting dinosaurs right now,” Terrick said, setting down a bloodshake in front of me and another in front of my carrier.
“Thanks,” we said at the same time and Terrick chuckled.
“Shitting dinosaurs, though?” I blinked at him as he turned back to the cabinets and found the waffle maker.
“It’s just something we’ve always said,” he shrugged. “She’s shitting dinosaurs, and my sister is hero worshiping yours.”
“That’s because she’s young and just wanted to find you,” Dad said. “Your mother knew you were here. We called her as soon as we got the call. I couldn’t imagine thinking one of my kids were dead or lost and hurt.”
