The huge guy standing in his kitchen was a surprise. “Jeremy?” I asked in disbelief. “What are you doing here?”
“Got told you may need a friend,” Jer said quietly as he grinned at me.
Looking at Onyx, I looked back at Jer. “But . . . how?”
“Called him yesterday,” Onyx said as he moved to his friend, and they exchanged a quick hug. “Good to see you,” he told him as Jer clapped him hard on the back, and I saw Onyx wince. “Dick move,” he muttered as he stepped back and turned to me. “I thought you may need someone who understands what we do.”
Which was all very well and good, but Jeremy Pittman and I were not BFFs.
“Um, that’s nice, it’s really good to see you,” I told him lamely. “You look great.”
Jer started laughing. “He doesn’t meanme, vampire,” he said, understanding my confusion.
“He means me.”
Turning, I looked at her, tiny still but currently heavily pregnant. “Chrissy.”
