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“Oh, you’ll get your extra-large.” His hand squeezed my ass before giving it a loud smack. “You’re getting a demon buffet. Once I’m done with you, you won’t be able to stand.”
Ooh, I couldn’t wait!
Epilogue
Eamon
“Youcomedownherethis instant, little lady!” Tansy huffed from her spot on top of the coffee table.
Our daughter, Eadie, floated near the ceiling of the penthouse, following a certain yellow and orange bird around. We’d considered getting our own place but had decided that the penthouse was plenty big enough to raise a family. There was an entire section we rarely used. It was also mighty convenient to have three gargoyle uncles around to babysit.
“Come here, Nugget.” Tansy tried another method, but the bird ignored her; Nugget had all the attention she needed from the little tyke.
It had taken us a whole year of trying to conceive before realizing Tansy had cast a contraceptive spell way back during her rush to get good enough to beat Amrita. She’d learned and cast so many spells since we met, going through the spell books in record time, that it had totally slipped her mind. It had been quietly running in the background.
Not that I minded that year of trying. My little witch was a determined woman when she wanted something.
I floated up and caught little Eadie by the waist and hauled her back to the ground.
“Daddy!” she laughed, and kicked her feet.
“You can fly with Nugget after you finish your food,” I said, ruffling her blonde mop.
I strapped her down in her high chair, though the straps wouldn’t stop her once she learned to dematerialize. She’d just realized she could float and fly around with Nugget a few weeks ago.
She was half demon and had the best of both worlds. She was magic and had magic. Eadie had her mother’s brilliant mind, and my…well, she was my daughter, what could I say. She was a handful.
She looked at her peas and frowned. Then, the little green balls started rolling, right off her plate and onto the floor. They continued rolling until they were hidden under the couch. “All gone. Yummy.”
Tansy, who’d collapsed onto the couch and was staring up at the ceiling, didn’t notice the wandering peas. “See, that wasn’t so bad. Veggies are good for you.”
I didn’t say anything but made a note to clean under the couch when my wife wasn’t looking.
A chime from her phone had Tansy perking up. “Salvation.” She clapped her hands together, then replied to the message.
Moments later, a portal opened up in our living room.
Eadie, recognizing the portal already, tried floating over to it, but the straps stopped her. Her efforts would’ve toppled the high chair if Tansy hadn’t released her and picked her up.
“Ready for the weekend with Nana?” she asked as Elana stepped out from the portal and dusted herself off.
“Nana!” Eadie reached for her grandmother, who somehow looked younger now than when we’d met her.
Tansy’s identity was well-known now, especially since Nastafar’s pickle jar was on display at the museum, listing me as the owner and her as the witch who’d cast the enchantment. Desmon’s decision to display the wizard’s soul had been strategic. Tansy didn’t need protection from the WEC anymore. No one wanted to end up like Nastafar.
Elana still lived in the dragon’s home. She’d run the place for so long that it would probably collapse without her. And so, Eadie got to spend every other weekend there with her. A good thing, too, because without these regularly scheduled breaks, I was sure I’d never be able to convince Tansy to try for baby number two.
It was also how Eadie had snagged a dragon and his wife as her godparents.
We waved goodbye to our little troublemaker for the weekend.
“I wanna see the egg,” were the last words we heard before they disappeared.
The egg? Desmon was a dragon. I’d never considered how a dragon would procreate.
Tansy stepped toward me and collapsed into my arms. “Thank goodness for family.”
“Does that mean you’re not up for trying for a boy?”
