Page 50 of Battling Bright
Reynal murmured, “Do you have a timeline for these kids?”
She turned to look at him.“Sometime between now and when I die.”
He grinned.“So, I still have a shot.”
She snickered and turned back to Normic.He was looking at her and then at Reynal.
“Your father and mother have the same flirty, threatening fascination.No accounting for power, just two equals waiting for the kids to be out of the house.”
Krys took a deep breath, put her hand on Normic’s arm, and said, “I hate to tell you, they didn’t wait.”
Normic’s expression cracked, and he started laughing.“Okay, that explains why he’s been so content with his life.”
“Yup.She flips her tail at him with great regularity.She says it keeps her young or gives her shiny fur or something.”She shivered.“I do not want to know what gets into her fur.”
Normic started snickering again.
“So, I have no problem being your enforcer.I will even bring my magic wand and let my wings out.”
Reynal quivered softly behind her.She looked over her shoulder.“Pervert.”
He laughed and pressed his head to her shoulder.
She looked to Normic, and he was smiling.“You two get along.”
“It’s early days.If I have to listen to him lecturing me on knowing my worth one more time...My frost wings might be the last thing he sees.”She shrugged.“But he has stuck around for the first unplanned date from hell, so maybe he has stamina.”
A straw was at her mouth, and she tasted blueberry and Reynal.“Cheater.”
He chuckled and kissed her temple.
Normic frowned.“How is he cheating?”
“She has a lot of the basic reflexes of her parents’ wolves, so scent, touch, taste all work overtime.”
She snorted.“And he figured that out right away.”
“I am a quick study.When is your next Frostfire clan meeting?”
“Thursday night?”
“Nope.I am organizing the XIA gala that night.Wednesday, Friday, or any time next week.Currently, no one has booked for an event at the mansion.”
Reynal chuckled.“Yes, about that.The website set up for the Grunwald mansion wedding venue has been getting emails all day.You are going to be a very busy woman.”
“Shit.I need a chart.”
He chuckled.“I can help you make a spreadsheet to focus the requests.”
“Oh, talk dirty to me.”She realized what she had said, and he grinned and chuckled.“Oops.”
“Don’t worry.I won’t pounce.That costs extra.”
She blushed and checked the data on his phone.“Wow.That is unexpected.Oh, I just had a great idea for a dessert at Neekil and Hannah’s.I have to get to Amadine for it, though.”
She fished her phone out and begged Dia for an image and then Amadine for her contribution.Designing a new dessert wasn’t always possible, but both Neekil and Hannah had dark skin.It would be one casting.
She paused.Casting.Sculpture.She knew someone who could do it faster.She sent a message through to the email address linked to the tablet that Sable had.She bit her lip and watched.The answer came through.He will do it.He’s starting now.He already knows what they look like.
