“Why didn’t you say anything to me about it?”
“There hasn’t been anything to tell you. I haven’t been called to reap a soul. We’ve learned nothing new.”
“You still could have said something,” I mutter dejectedly.
“We are nowbecause there’s something to tell you.” Grim curls his hands over the edge of the counter and leans back. It makes the veins in his forearms stand out, and I have to remind myself I’m not supposed to be lusting after him right now.
“You found something?” I nearly whisper.
“Not something, someone,” Gunnar chimes in.
Grim nods. “More of a conclusion we’ve come to. The last person who has even hinted at seeing or hearing anything was that Bogman who was infatuated with you.”
“Bogman? Oh, you mean Boogey,” I correct.
“Yes, him,” Grim agrees.
“Should we go try to talk to him again?” I’ve always thought it was strange that he sought me out here, but when we were at the school it was as if he wasn’t even there.
“I’d like to question that guy.” Gunnar pushes his knuckles into his fist, and I can hear them pop from across the table. I already know what kind of questioninghe would like to do to Boogey.
“I want to go too,” I tell them, even though I know they’re going to argue that I shouldn’t. “The school’s not too far. I can drive down and meet you there. I’m sure Calix would ride with me.” They all know I won’t let Grim blink me anywhere. After the baby started moving, it just seemed too weird. What if something happened to her? Irrational? Probably, but who knows what could happen?
Gunnar and Grim look at each other. “You want to go?” Gunnar asks hesitantly. “Maybe we should just wait.”
I slit my eyes and stare him down. “I’ve been trapped in this house for weeks. Grim feeds me sins, you guys are fattening me up with food, and before you know it, you’re going to have to roll me out the door. The only place I ever go is to the doctor’s office. And I’ve only been like twice!”
“Whatever you want, Omnia,” Grim concedes without an argument, and I feel like he gave in too easily. Now I’m suspicious, so I eye him.
“We just have to wait for the Nemean—”
“Calix,” I interject.
“For Calix to return. Plus, it’s already late, the school’s offices would be closed to visitors at this hour,” Grim finishes.
Ah, now I see his angle. He thinks I won’t wake up early to go with him. “Where did Calix go?” I choose to ignore his other statement.
“Shopping.” Gunnar rolls his eyes.
I wrinkle my nose and grin. The one thing I was not prepared for was how much I would love little baby clothes. Stars, Calix brings me home a new load of tiny little onesies and dresses every week. My baby girl already has a closet full of shit, and he’s constantly bringing us more. She’ll never be able to wear it all.
“We’ll have to just get up early tomorrow and go,” Gunnar says with a fake wince, already assuming I’ll decline and stay in bed. I’m not that lazy.
“Great, that will give me time to find something that fits.”
Gunnar’s mouth opens, but he doesn’t say anything, so I fold my hands in my lap and wait for the next excuse. “Death?” Gunnar looks to Grim for a solution.
I turn my attention to him as well. “What will it take for you to stay home?” Grim asks, never one to beat around the bush. The gorgeous fucker jerks his chin in the air and gives me those damn stormy gray eyes.
I pretend to play dumb. “Are you trying to bribe me to stay home?”
“Anything you want,” he offers.
“Anything?” I tap my finger on my chin. “Oh, the places I could go.” I sigh wistfully.
“Within reason,” Gunnar pipes up. When I give him a saucy look, he straightens his back and glares at me. “Not gonna happen, Dami, so don’t even ask.”
I start to pout but end up smiling. “I’m not that twisted, Kitten. Besides, I’m much too selfish to ask what you were thinking. What if one of you liked it and then I would have to share all my dicks?” I shake my head and purse my lips.
