Derry’s POV
“Gran’s awake,” Mickey says, making me almost throw my coffee in surprise.
“Now I see why you got so frustrated with me just orbing into your space,” I huff, “How is Gran?”
“Not sure, doc just called, and I tried to call you, but your phone is off, so I thought I’d come and tell you before I go visit her,” he shrugs.
“I’ve no idea where my phone is, I’ll get ready and come with you to see her,” I take a sip of my coffee and look at the cup I’d made for Hawk. “Mickey, do vampires drink coffee?” I whisper.
“Yes they do, Hawk calls from the bedroom,” and I wince, damn his hearing has improved.
“So he knows then?” Mickey snorts.
“Yes, he does,” Hawk says as he joins us in the kitchen.
“I take it last night went well,” Mickey waggles his eyebrows as he takes in mine and
