Page 49 of Twilight Destiny

“Yeah. Life is funny, isn’t it? If Rosa still wanted to be a vampire, there wouldn’t be a problem.”

“Not with Kincaid. But there’d sure as hell be a problem with Micah. And likely with Sofia, too.”

“I don’t understand why they’re so against it,” Saintcrow muttered.

“Maybe they aren’t. Maybe they were just warning Rosa to wait, to make sure, and she took it for disapproval.”

“Maybe. After all, they both seem happy with the way things turned out.” He slid a sideways glance at Kadie. “Have you ever been sorry I turned you?”

Kadie huffed a sigh of annoyance, then punched him on the arm as hard as she could, knowing it wouldn’t hurt. “Rylan Saintcrow, how many times are you going to ask me that?”

He shrugged. “I guess I still feel guilty for turning you.”

“Well, stop it! I love you, Rylan. I don’t have any regrets. I’m perfectly happy with my life, and with you.”

“Are you?”

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t know.”

Straddling his hips, she cupped his face in her hands. “I love you, Rylan. Even when I hated you, I think I loved you. I love our life together and I wouldn’t change anything. Do you hear me? I don’t have any regrets.”

“Not even one?”

Brow furrowed, she tilted her head to the side. “What do you think I’m missing?”

“Kids.”

“I wouldn’t trade you for a dozen babies. Don’t you know that?” She paused a moment. “This isn’t about me, is it? It’s about you not being able father a child.”

He grunted softly. It was true. He didn’t think about it much these days, but being around the Ravenwood family had made him realize what he had missed. They were a tight-knit group. They loved each other, loved being together, looked out for each other.

Kadie slipped off his lap and tugged him down on the floor beside her. “You’re all the family I need,” she murmured, as she slid her hands under his shirt. “We can adopt a baby if you want one.”

He shook his head. “I’m too old and set in my ways to be a father.”

“But just the right age to be my lover,” she purred as she raked her fingernails down his chest.

He grinned at her as, with a word, their clothing disappeared and a fire sprang to life in the hearth. What need had he for a family when Kadie was his?

Chapter Nineteen

Rosa looked up at the man on the other side of the reception desk. “Can I help you?”

“Yeah. The doc says I need to come back in a week.”

She nodded as she looked at her computer. “How about next Thursday at 10:30, Mr. Dunsmore?”

He nodded. “That’s fine.”

She wrote in the date and time on an appointment card and handed it to him. “Is there anything else?”

“Any chance I could take you out for a drink when you get off work tonight?”

“I … um … ” She bit down on her lower lip. Jim Dunsmore was in his late twenties, nice looking, with a shock of blond hair and light gray eyes. He worked for an accounting firm.

“It’s just a drink,” he said, smiling.

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