-Hunter-
Watching Angela with her nephew in her arms only intensified my desire for her heat to begin. Even though I wasn’t dying anymore, I could easily imagine our child nestled in her embrace. She would be the perfect mother.
I glanced over at my best friend, who turned to smile at me. I still wasn’t sure where he stood on the whole heat and potential children situation, but it was clear that Angela had found her way into his heart, just as she had into mine.
When dinner finally arrived, it was the one meal everyone had decided they “had” to share together. It was obvious that Angela was starting to feel a little sad. She wanted to stay longer, and I completely understood.
However, both Elijah and I had responsibilities back home, and with her father still out there, it was essen
