“Because he has a bite mark on his neck, don’t you, Dad?”
Minho glanced between them, then grinned. “I was talking to your dad.”
“He didn’t say anything. I did.” Rex peered at him. “Are you okay?”
“I think your dad might be struggling with this, so I’ll tell you. I am a vampire and Peter is my mate. That means he is the only person for me. I bit him during sex because that deepens our bond. When that happens, we can talk to each other telepathically.”
“Wow,” Rex breathed the word out.
“No one can know about this. No one. I can’t have my kind living in fear.”
“Well, duh. Humans can be right fucking idiots.”
“Rex!” Peter snapped. “Stop swearing.” Peter rubbed the sides of his head. “Can I wake up now?”
“I like your son.”
“Eh, I’m hard to resist. Can you eat food like us? Drink like us? What about sunlight? Are you allergic to it and crosses? What about those?”
“I need a drink.” Peter stood and went into the kitchen, grabbing a beer from the fridge. He opened it and drank half of it before pulling it away from his lips.
“We’re ordering pizza. Meat feast. Should we get two large to share?” Minho asked.
Peter stared at Minho. “We ate earlier. How can you be hungry?”
“Fast metabolism, and we did have some exercise earlier.”
“Exercise? Is that what you’re calling it? So when you both say you’re going to exercise, that’s code for sex?”
Minho grinned, his cheeks puffing out. “I like him.”
“I’m so happy. It fills me with joy.”
“We could be hurling abuse at each other instead.”
Peter opened his mouth then closed it. “You’re right. Pizza it is.”
Minho pulled him into his arms and kissed him. “We’re going to be fine. He’s handling it well. Better, considering the circumstances.”
“What? Seeing us naked in bed together, clearly having had or about to have sex?”
“Both?” Minho kissed Peter again and stopped when they both heard gagging sounds. “Get used to this, Rex. I intend to kiss your dad a lot. I’ve waited a long time for him.”
“How come?”
Do you want him to know?
You’re asking me now after telling him?
I could lie to him but that isn’t something I like to do.
“Minho told you how we’re mates. It turns out Minho knew years ago and did nothing.” Peter stepped out of the circle of Minho’s arms. “He saw me with your mom, so stayed away.”
“Is this mate thing like swans? They mate for life.”
“In a way, yes. I knew Peter was mine, but he was married to Diane, so I stayed away.”
“What about another mate?” Rex leaned against the counter. “Do you get another one?”