“Probably,” I amended.
He shrugged and grinned, which made my crotch instantly throb. “Probably. In any case, like I said, we outnumber them: six vampires and three werewolves to five.”
“Good odds,” said Ralph.
“And getting better all the time,” added Mack as he applied a new coat of gloss to his thick lips. “But I say we make them even better.” He capped the gloss and winked at his boyfriend.
Ralph grinned, revealing a dazzling set of pearly whites. “Ooh, I know that look,” he purred. “What devilish plot are we cooking up now?”
He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he looked to Mama Bolinski. “Did you happen to notice anything before you fell from the sky?”
She winced as she obviously remembered said fall. “I see man in his living room.”
“Outside the house, I mean,” Mack reiterated
