Page 76 of Loup Garou

I hugged Exavier tight and he kissed the top of my head. “Mmm, I need to get my princess ballerina, mommy-to-be home and bed her again. Wait, I need to show her our house.”

“Our house?” I asked, arching a brow. “I have a home.”

“Yes, but you have a bathtub in the middle of your living room.”

I smiled. “Bubbles.”

He growled and rubbed himself against me. “I’d like to change my vote to getting her to our vacation home—formally known as Lindsay’s place—so I can bed her while she’s covered in bubbles.” He wagged his brows. “I love you, Linds.”

Epilogue

Exavier liftedme and set me on his lap in the center of the diner. Harly and Charles beamed as they watched the two of us, no doubt pleased to be future uncles. As Exavier’s hands caressed my swollen belly, I couldn’t help but smile. So far, everything in the pregnancy was as normal as being paranormal would allow. Pravat assured me the baby was fine and I believed him. So did Exavier and that helped tremendously. Pushing my sixth month, I felt as big as a house. Exavier seemed to love to stare at my stomach, rub it, put his head on it, anything to remind me I was carrying a watermelon around with me. I was so incredibly thankful for the opportunity to have another baby that I could do nothing more than tear up. I’m fairly sure he assumed my outbursts were hormonal. Wisely, he didn’t comment.

“Mmm, I love you,” he whispered, his mouth pressed to my ear.

Eion glanced in our direction from the counter and winked. “Know we can hear you?”

Myra moved up next to him and bear hugged him. He looked a little lost but hugged her all the same. When Gina moved in and joined, Karlon and Pravat waggled their brows. Exavier groaned. “I can’t take them anywhere.”

“Don’t worry. I’m used to men like that. I know Jay.” No sooner did I get Jay’s name out of my mouth than he appeared, pulling Gina out of the mix.

“That will be just about enough of that,” he said, catching almost all of us off guard.

Exavier chuckled and kissed my ear. “I told you. See.”

He had been quick to point out, at our last get together, how focused Jay seemed to be on Gina. Exavier had given me a smug smile as he informed me how he had a little talk with the people in charge to work out a “glitch” in the mating process. I’d asked him to explain the “glitch” further, but he offered up next to nothing—talking about how just because she was a slayer, it didn’t mean they had to keep trying toblock Jay’s instincts. All of it made my head hurt so I chose to ignore him.

As I watched Jay setting Gina on a stool, far from the prying eyes of the other men, I wondered if I should grill my husband about it when we got home.

“You could if you promise to do it while I’m buried in you,” he whispered, obviously reading my thoughts again.

“Honey, be careful reading me or I’ll block your ability to do it, just like I’m blocking you from reading what sex our baby is.”

Exavier laughed and nipped playfully at my ear. “I would be blessed with a mate who can more than hold her own with me.”

“Well, it’s the least the Fates could do for me since my husband is the Prince of Darkness.”

“Ah, so are you willing to acknowledge you’re a princess ballerina again?”

Twisting a bit, I cupped his face. “Maybe. Kind of depends on what incentive you offer up.”

He arched a brow and shifted a bit, allowing his rigid cock to dig into my ass. “Oh, the incentive is certainly up, Linds.”

“Yes,” I said, kissing his lips gently. “It is.”

“We should probably stop now. They haven’t even gotten to the cake yet and I already want to take you home and—”

“Exavier,” my father said, entering the diner and holding a large present in his hands. My mother followed right behind him. He leveled his gaze on Exavier. “I trust you can refrain from talk of that nature until after we are gone.”

“You’d think,” Eion said, snorting as he took a sip of soft drink.

My father’s gaze slid to Eion and then back to Exavier and I. “Everything happens for a reason. I believe we are here to celebrate a key example of that.”

Exavier hugged me close. “I love you, Linds.”

“I love you too, Xavs.”

THE END

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