She folded her arms and didn’t look happy.
What the hell did I do wrong?
“If you don’t know, you’re an idiot.”
He sank down onto the edge of the bed. “I-I guess I probably should have had a ring and arranged a fancy candlelit dinner, but I can’t afford those things right now, Roz.”
She threw her hands in the air. “I don’t need those things.”
This is damned frustrating.“Whatdoyou need then? I’m obviously missing something important. Don’t make me guess what that is. Just tell me.”
She heaved a huge sigh. “You’re right about every little girl dreaming of her wedding. And being proposed to is part of it!” “Stupid.”
I heard that.
“I don’t care if you did.” She tried to stomp off, but he caught her wrist before she made it to the bedroom door.
Hanging onto her wrist in an iron grip, he dropped to one knee, rolled his eyes, and asked in a sing-song voice, “Rosalyn Wells, will you?”
She kicked him in the groin.
“Oomph!” He cupped his balls in pain and groaned.
Seconds later, she marched out of his apartment.
Roz ran down the stairs and managed to slam and lock the door to her apartment before he reached her.
“Roz!” The door shook as he pounded on it.
“Go away.”
“You don’t mean that.”
“Don’t youdaretell me what I mean!”
Konrad slumped, leaned his back against the wall, and slid to the floor.
Chapter 19
“Sly, you were happily married, right?”
Konrad sat on the basement steps as he discussed the latest Roz quandary with his good friend. He’d always felt sorry for the way Sly lost his wife and child, then became a vampire all in one horrible moment.
“We were extremely happy.” Sly gazed at the floor, and his expression grew nostalgic and sad.
“I’m sorry. I wouldn’t bring up painful memories, but I need your help.”
“No, it’s fine. I like remembering those days. They were the happiest of my life.” He leaned against a support column. “And will probably continue as such during the rest of my lon-n-n-ng life.”
Konrad gave his friend a sad smile. “I hope you won’t have to go through the next hundred years or so without a loving partner. That’s just cruel.”
Sly sighed. “Tell me about it. But it would be unfair to expect any woman to live up to the memory of my wife. Anyway, you had a problem?”
“Yeah. A big one.” He raked his fingers over his scalp, pushing the hair out of his eyes. “I asked Roz to marry me.”
Sly’s expression brightened then turned to one of concern. “I’d offer congratulations, but maybe I should wait until you tell me what the problem is.”
“I don’t know what I did wrong. Well, I sort of do, but I thought she’d be happy. Instead she kicked me in the nuts.”
