Page 31 of Shifters Unifying
“On occasion. When it comes with peaches and melons.” He wagged his eyebrows.
“Are you having coffee today?”
“I don’t think ye want to see a fox on caffeine, lass. Not when I’m to meet yer mother.”
“Thank you,” I murmured.
“Fer what?”
“Being you, I guess.”
“Can’t be anything other than what we are, now, can we?” He shot me a wink. “Shannon first?”
“I think so. She has kids, so she’s probably already up. We can visit her and then stop in to see Riley. She still lives at home, but I’m hoping to catch her while her parents are at work.”
“Ye got it!”
I cuddled my coffee. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Shoot.”
“Why don’t shifters use guns?”
He sighed. “Because bullets aren’t honorable. Haven’t been fer centuries.”
“It might make it easier to take out Acheron.”
“Perhaps,” he said. “But when it comes to that S.O.B., I doubt bullets would finish him off. When ye’re full in yer power, you’ll be able to stop projectiles, even bullets.”
“So, they might be useless?”
He shrugged. “That’s always the assumption, so we never train with loaded weapons.” He wiggled in his seat. “Unless ye count cocks and balls.”
“Oh, my god. Do you ever quit?”
He laughed. “That would be a no.”
Ten minutes later, I knocked on Shannon’s door, and a fully-dressed, freckle-faced kid threw the door open almost immediately—as though he’d been waiting there to leave. For the life of me, I couldn’t recall his name. Jasper waited in the car.
“No school today, kiddo?”
“Fall break,” he said. “Mom’s taking us to the zoo, and I’ve been ready for hours. She got us all up eaarrrrly. Mia’s being a grump.”
“Oh, then it’s going to be a great day!”
Shannon appeared behind him, pulling her hair into a messy bun, with two more kids tucked behind her. “Emma!” She grabbed my arm, tugged me inside, and gave me a quick side-hug. “Close the door, Zeke.”
Zeke closed the door. Then he leaned his forehead on the closed door with a dramatic groan. He must have been ready for the zoo.
“How are you?” she asked. “Want some breakfast?”
“No, no, I’ve got lunch with my mom.”
She raised an eyebrow. “You gonna tell her some things?”
“Yeah.”
“Speaking as a mother, will it beallthe things?”
