Page 50 of My Big Fat Vampire Wedding
Pandora spotted another twitch to his lips, convincing her that what she worried could be speciesist dislike was something a lot less antagonistic.
“Aw.” Lucy gave him a saccharine smile. “Such big talk for a glorified mosquito.”
“What is happening here?” Pandora asked, looking between the two of them, sensing an undercurrent of heat.
And, of course, it was right at that moment that Victor decided to come walking into the shop, shaking rain off of his jacket before freezing mid-stride when he saw Elias standing there.
“Hey!” Pandora immediately reached for a cup and pumped in some caramel syrup. “Just give me one second.” She rushed through the process of making his macchiato as Lucy and Elias mostly glared at each other.
“Can you get me my drink?” Elias asked her. “Or do you need to go wash your paws first?”
“We don’t have your preferreddrinkhere,” Lucy said, as Victor watched the two of them with scrunched brows as he sat down at his usual table.
“A black coffee will suffice,” Elias said as Pandora hurried over to Victor just to get away from the two of them for a minute.
“What’s going on there?” Victor asked as she sat across from him.
“I havenoidea,” she replied, giving Victor wide eyes. “I can’t tell if they’re going to fight … or kiss,” she added, making Victor smile. “All they’re doing is trading jabs. But they literally just met.”
She couldn’t tell him, of course, that some vampires and werewolves took that age-old rivalry seriously. Even if no one really even knew why the two didn’t get along in the first place.
Apparently, Elias was one of those vampires.
As for Lucy, she was just responding to his energy. Since she was close with Pandora, she clearly didn’t care about ancient nonsense like that.
“What is he doing here?” Victor asked, casting a hard look in Elias’s direction.
“He insisted on walking me to work,” Pandora told him.
Victor let that sit for a second. “Your mother doesn’t like me.”
“It’s not … that,” she said, even though it was. “She’s just … She has very specific ideas of the kind of guy she wants me to be with. Regardless of what I want.”
“I would understand,” Victor said, watching Elias andLucy get tenser each passing second, “if you changed your mind and wanted to marry him instead. If there’s … something going on there.”
“There’s not! I mean … he’s nice enough.”
“And good-looking.”
“You’re good-looking too,” Pandora said.
“And rich.”
“I’mgoing to be well-off.”
“And your mother loves him.”
“My mum will come around,” Pandora said. Although she didn’t know if that was the case. “I chose you. I’m sticking with that decision. No matter how many times my mum tries to throw Elias and me together.”
Victor nodded at that.
“So … what now?” he asked.
“What do you mean?”
“We’re engaged. We had a little party. What is next?”
“Oh. Well, I guess … wedding planning, right? Invitations and cakes and venues …”
