Page 29 of Training my Human

He uttered a forbearing sigh. “If I must.”

“Want me to carry it for you?” Maddox offered.

“Mine!” hissed the dragon as he waddled to the tight bathroom.

One problem averted. I slumped onto the settee and buried my face in the flowers. Their sweet scent soothed.

Maddox perched beside me and the scent of him proved even more tantalizing than the blooms. “Do you think they’ll be back?”

“Who knows. They took all the rocks I’d dumped in the fire pit, including the shell pieces.”

“Think they’ll recognize what they are?”

“To look at them, they appear to be rocks. But who knows what they might discover if they analyze them more deeply.”

“Given how far the volcano spread its debris and how many rocks they’ll be collecting, it could take a while.”

“Or not,” was my morose reply. “The question is, do I wait to see if they figure out Abaddon hatched or flee ahead of their attempt to take him?”

“To go where?” he asked. “It’s not like you can hop a plane with him.”

“And he barely fit in my saddle bag last night,” I commented. “Guess I could use my savings to buy a car.”

“But again, to go where? He’s going to get bigger. You’d need a place with space but few eyes, which kind of already describes where you live.”

“Except for the fact the cops know I’m here. I might have to get off the beaten path. Go off into the wilderness, maybe, and become a mountain woman. There are enough untamed forests around we could probably disappear.” Not ideal, but at the same time I couldn’t see myself handing over my Little Fella.

“Becoming a hermit is a bit extreme and would make us dating hard.”

My heart stopped and I glanced at him. “I can’t believe you’d still want to, seeing as how my life has become a tad complicated.”

“Yes, you have a dragon problem and possibly might be on the government’s radar, but what can I say? I’m curious to see all your tattoos.” His gaze went to my thigh and the ink on it that stretched upward and under the hem of my shorts to my hip.

My blood heated and my voice emerged husky. “Why Mad, are you trying to seduce me?”

“I would if I didn’t think we’d get interrupted in the next five minutes.”

I chuckled. “As if he’ll take that long.”

Sure enough, out came the dragon, his belly distended. A burp escaped Abaddon. “That was most excellent, my protector. You are forgiven for having a most foul feline in your possession.”

“Uh, thanks.”

“As to the dilemma about my being discovered, fear not, woman. Once my wings sprout, the hunting humans will not be able to catch me. Should they come again, I shall fly off out of their reach.”

“Need I remind you that you don’t have wings,” I pointed out.

“Yet,” Abaddon stated. “Shouldn’t be long now.”

“Let’s say for the sake of argument you get them, how are you going to fly off if you’re stuck inside and they’re blocking the door?”

“My protector will keep them occupied whilst I slip away.”

“Maddox doesn’t live here, so you can’t count on him to distract them,” I reminded. “Not to mention they’ll have drones.”

“Those spying machines are no match for a dragon,” he scoffed.

I wish I had Abaddon’s confidence. “Let’s say you do manage to give them the slip, where would you go?”

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