Page 56 of Magic and Mayhem

What was his turn?

Kenzie was thoroughly enjoying the insanity and avoiding whatever he thought was going to upset me and was no help at all. “I’m a very good boy, Daddy.”

That didn’t help Boyd’s precariously balanced sanity. “For fuck’s sake.”

“He’s a dragon.”

All three men finally got the sentence out at the same time, but it took a few seconds for what they’d said to get through.

Not aliens?

Dragons?

Well, that explained why he didn’t want to probe me.

And the comments on food made a lot more sense.

“What’s Ms. Dobbs?” There was no way she was a dragon. “If dragons are the first type of…interesting citizen, what’s the other?”

Silence.

Kenzie gave me another cute cheek kiss. “Mages, Daddy.”

Magic.

Fucking magic.

“Alright.” Giving my little dragon who was actually a little dragon a hug, I skipped to the important part and tried not to laugh at the insanity of it all. “What kind of cupcakes did you make?”

“Apple cinnamon, Daddy, because it’s got fruit, so that makes it healthy.” His smile was so big, I decided to just accept the logic.

“That’s a wonderful idea. You’re so smart.” As I tried to figure out if I was going to ask about the ingredients or just guess later, Boyd groaned.

“Nope, can’t leave until we’ve addressed the elephant in the room and I can report to the council that everything is fine.” Glaring, he got a very stubborn look on his face. “I’ve got all night.”

I fucking knew there was a council.

Another one for thesmart as fuckhuman.

But considering Kenzie’s list of activities for the evening included a blow job, I decided Boyd staying around all night wouldn’t work for me. “I’m fine.”

For some reason that didn’t help the situation.

“I think it’s a dragon in the room, actually.” Alick’s teasing had Kenzie laughing again. “No elephants here.”

“Does that mean there are no regular shifters? Are you shifters?” It was nice to be able to actually ask my questions instead of listing them out in my head. “You’ll tell me if I ask something rude, right? I’m pretty sure I’ve walked into a couple of cultural minefields, but I wasn’t sure what I’d said that was off-putting.”

Before Kenzie or anyone else could respond, I realized something. “You do have a hoard. That’s why everyone in the diner was acting so oddly.”

Kenzie giggled but didn’t interrupt me as I kept going. “We’ll definitely have to take very good care of it then.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” Snuggling closer, Kenzie rested his head on my shoulder. “And thank you for not being scared of me, Daddy.”

“I could never be scared of my Kenzie.” Confused? Yes. “You’re going to be the cutest dragon ever.”

A fucking dragon.

That had so many odd things making a lot more sense, but it also got me started on a whole new list of questions.

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