Page 34 of Cursed by Death

I couldn’t tell if he was simply being his normal friendly self or if he maybe had a crush on Ginger. He seemed harmless enough but I’d have to keep an eye on him.

Ginger acted like it was completely normal for him to have taken her baby and was carting it around for her. Maybe it was just some shifter thing and they were all just one big happy family. What the hell did I know?

I was very relieved when no one tried to offer me the baby. I didn’t think I’d ever actually held a baby before and I wasn’t so sure today was the day I wanted to try it out.

I led them back to the guest house and let them inside so they could look around on their own without me hovering over them.

I got the Jeep out of the garage and parked it out front, leaving the keys in the ignition.

A quick glance through the vehicle was all it took to affirm that I had no personal belongings in there. There wasn’t even awater bottle or a hair tie. And it was as clean as it had been when I first bought it.

After driving the Bentley yesterday, I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I was not going to miss the Jeep in the slightest. I was happy I had found a good home for it to go to.

Thomas would likely be very proud of me and he’d be so happy that I had somehow managed to surround myself with good people after all this time.

Even though I had never met the woman, I had a feeling my grandmother would not care. For someone who had left me all of her money and possessions she still came off as a very selfish person to me. No amount of money in this world would ever make me change my mind.

I waited for them by the Jeep. I considered hooking up the car seat in there but I was concerned I wouldn't do it correctly and somehow end up endangering the child,

They came out ten minutes later and it just happened to be when the groceries were delivered. Hunter wordlessly gave the baby to Ginger and after I tipped the driver Hunter and I carried all of the groceries into my house. We placed them on the island in my kitchen and it took us three trips to get them all. I might have overdone it and ordered too much stuff.

Ginger looked at everything with wide eyes. “How many people live here with you again?”

My cheeks actually flushed and I began going through the bags. I put my things away and put the things I got for her back into the bags.

“Umm… it’s just me who lives here actually. When I ordered my groceries this morning I just went ahead and ordered some things that I could put in the guest house for you.” I shrugged like it was no big deal, because to me it wasn’t, but I could tell by the look on Ginger’s face that it wasn’t a small deal to her.

Shit.

I hoped she didn’t cry again. I didn’t think I’d be able to handle that two days in a row.

Hunter started laughing. “You and Rally are going to make quite the couple. He’d give the shirt off his back if one of his people needed it. You two together are going to be serious power couple goals amongst the supernatural community. Word has already gotten out about you. Everyone is going to be there tomorrow and they aren’t coming to watch Rally fight. They’re coming to get a look at you.”

“Fucking great,” I muttered sarcastically under my breath, making Hunter laugh again.

“It’s not a bad thing, Ruby,” Ginger told me. “They’re all going to love you.”

“Rally and I aren’t a couple,” I said in an attempt to change the subject. “I’m a free bird and that’s how I like it.”

“Yeah, so, about that,” Hunter said, all traces of laughter now gone. “I saw how tight you and the Detective seemed to be. What’s up with that? Are you sleeping with him?”

“Hunter!” Ginger exclaimed. “You can’t go around asking people who they’re sleeping with. Especially not our Prince’s mate.”

I actually didn’t mind Hunter’s questions. Only for Ginger’s sake would I refrain from returning the favor and asking him point blank if he wanted to sleep with her.

“I’m not sleeping with Detective Rowans,” I answered him. “Yet. But I want to. I kind of want to sleep with Rally too, though. Hell, I’d even fuck them both at the same time. I love me a good sandwich.”

They both gaped at me. Okay, so maybe that had been too much information.

“Can anyone tell me what exactly one should wear to a challenge?” I asked them, changing the subject in order to makethem less uncomfortable. “Have either of you ever been to one of these things before?”

Ginger recovered first. “I’ve been to two of them before and I went with my husband. Just dress how you would normally dress, so long as that’s not like the dress and heels you wore to the funeral. We shifters aren’t fancy people.”

I could do that, just so long as no one had a problem with me wearing all black I’d be just fine.

“People challenge Rally often because he’s so nice and friendly to everyone. He likes to treat all of us the same, no matter our rank, family, or gender. Not everyone likes that. So, he gets challenged often. He always wins.”

Fuck.

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