Five:
Entangled sofa nakedness with my two favorite ladies soothed my deep concern. Even if I felt it creeping back in a few hours. Patrick called me while I was getting re-dressed. I considered ignoring the call, until I began to worry he might have some vamp issue only I could solve. (Not that I felt this was highly likely.)
“Hello lad, trouble?”
I asked, and he grunted by way of greeting.
“Mavis, there’s another victim. This time, a strange horse-like Fae.”
My heart thumped and I soon realized this was alltoo public.
“Horse Fae, is it all fur? Or does it have sea creature parts, too?”
I asked, and Patrick murmured, “There’s something I never thought I’d live long enough to hear asked in a straight voice.”
He brooded gruffly, and I snorted.
“Lad, tell me, where are ye? Are th
