Page 251 of The Cruelest Undead

“What?” Cerise asked.

“It seems I get all the benefits of this. What do you get out of it?”

She hesitated.

He lifted a brow.

“What aren’t you telling me? I felt a curtain come down in your mind.”

She was honest.

“Our males are sterile. They can’t procreate. With a human, I can have children. I can’t otherwise.”

He stared at her.

“Do you want children?” he asked, never thinking about that before.

Actually, that was a lie. He did think about it—when he decided not to do it.

The world was fucked enough, and the last thing it needed was more chaos.

“I mean, I never thought about it. The man I was with before you…”

When she paused, he touched her hand.

“Hey. You can talk about him. What happened before isn’t what will happen now, right? He’s not coming back to claim you and I have to fight a duel, do I?”

She stared at him like he was crazy.

“Uh, I’m only one hundred. We didn’t do duels back then. We had guns, gangsters, and prohibition when I was a child.”

He smiled.

“You don’t say, Bonnie. Can I be your Clyde?”

She grinned.

“No way, Copper. You’re too shiny like a freshly minted penny.”

He actually laughed.

“It shows, huh?”

She nodded.

“But it’s sexy.”

When she gave him a kiss, his mind wandered, and he was thinking about sex again.

And babies.

And work.

When Cerise broke the kiss, she stared into his eyes. In them, she saw love.

It made her heart skip.

“You really do love me, don’t you?” she asked, feeling so overwhelmed that she finally found him.

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