Page 6 of Still Singing To My Heart

“No, they’re not,” he shook his head and pulled me off the beaten dirt path under the canopy of the tree line.

I glanced up because I could never resist the urge since I knew the Other World had a lot of dragons. Raising a kid who flew made you realize how most people never look up at all. A rainbow flock of birds rested above our heads, chittering to each other.

“What do you mean? The kids aren’t expecting us?” I asked him.

“While you were smuggling new towels into Duke’s linen closet, I called a place. Then when I got the answer I wanted, I video called the kids to see if they were okay with me taking you away for a few days on a surprise. They were all excited about it. They’ll be okay. They were excited about you getting a present since you’re always giving everyone else one.”

“Where are we going? Not Europe? Too many fans over there,” I shook my head.

“We’re not going to Earthside. We’re staying at a little Bed and Breakfast not far from here,” Jonah grinned.

“Only you could get a last-minute reservation at an Other World B&B,” I laughed.

“It wasn’t my name that got me in. It was you. Apparently, the guys who run it remembered your parents passing through.”

I grinned at the thought of walking the same paths my parents did. With Duke all grown up I missed them more than ever. I remembered how much I missed them when Duke was little. I wanted to tell them so many things and I wanted them to meet their grandbaby.

“Hey now,” Jonah flashed me a sad smile, “I know that feeling, but let’s actually relax on our little extended weekend, huh?”

“It’s all so bittersweet right now, Alpha. I’m sorry,” I bit my lip.

“Bittersweet or hormone filled?” Jonah asked me.

“What?” I laughed. “Like horny hormones?”

“Well, those too. Those every time we get the chance to let them out,” he laughed and the sound wrapped around me like a warm, toasty blanket.

“What are you trying to imply, mister?” I stepped back from him, standing akimbo.

“Nothing. We’ll see when we get home.”

“See what? You think I’m pregnant?” I arched a brow.

“My wolf thinks so,” Jonah shrugged.

“Was that why you were so quiet at breakfast this morning?” I asked, reaching out to take his hands in mine.

Jonah entwined our fingers together and his warmth spread over me.

“Yeah,” he nodded. “I didn’t want to say anything and outshine the breakfast. I also didn’t want to jinx you into morning sickness.”

“I haven’t had any.”

“You haven’t always gotten it really bad though, either,” Jonah said, letting go of one of my hands and leading me back onto the path.

“Maybe not. What makes him think I’m pregnant, though?” I asked, glancing down at my belly.

I knew from the way Jonah looked at our grandbaby that he’d want another pup soon. I’d get the stirring too, but I didn’t feel pregnant.

“Said he heard it,” Jonah shrugged as he led me around a bend in the road.

Tree limbs hung heavy on either side of the road, tickling the tops of our hair. A bird called out in the distance. Looking up, I couldn’t find it, but it was there. I wondered if it was a crow or another of those gorgeous rainbow birds flying around today. You never knew what sort of animal you’d encounter in the Other World. That was one of my favorite parts about it. I made a mental note to sketch them out later and suddenly I had the urge to have my hands back in the charcoal and paint. I shook it off and focused on Jonah and his wolf’s suspicions.

“Do you think they have pregnancy tests over here?” I asked him.

“Nope, but I have one.”

“Will it work over here?”

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