Page 75 of Slayer Mom
He nodded thoughtfully. “I do like the idea ofworking on my happiness, but not as much as I like working on yours. Your happiness will be my life’s work.”
“Speaking relatively, since you aren’t alive.”
“Naturally.”
“Or unnaturally, since you’re a monster.”
He narrowed his glorious eyes at me. “You’re having fun with this.”
“Am I? Someone should. I’m sure I’m about to go into a rage at any moment.”
“Were you serious about going to school with the boys?”
“I don’t know, was I? Can’t you read my mind?”
He held my neck in his hands and for a moment I wondered if he’d already gotten tired of an eternal existence with me and was going to snap my spine, but his hands were gentle, smoothing over my skin to my jaw. “Yes, you want to be with them. You also want to learn to control your own abilities, whatever they may be, to become strong enough to stand beside me as my queen.”
I blinked at him and felt a rush of alarm. Was that what I wanted? Yes, but I hadn’t been aware of it until he’d said it. “You’re scary.”
“I am. Luckily for you, it’s my eternal unlife’s work to make you happy.”
“Unlife isn’t a word.”
“Do you know what else isn’t a word?”
“Lots of things aren’t words.”
He smiled slightly. “How remarkable you are. There is no word for what you mean to me. Poets try, but they fail. There is no word in any language that could contain an iota of your true natural brilliance.”
I wrinkled my nose. “That’s a trashy trick to sweet talk me when you look like that.”
“I am full of trashy tricks.” He glanced down at my mouth. “Getting you to rip my mouth apart wasone of them. I liked that so much. Your sweet fangs are so beautiful, so delicate and precious.”
I snarled at him. “Precious? My fangs are precious?” I turned and started walking down the aisle away from the throne.
He followed close behind. “Where are we going?”
“We?”
“You’re a dangerous freshly turned vampire. I wouldn’t want you to lay waste the local countryside.”
“You’d stop me from murdering humans?”
“Of course. I don’t want you to get a taste for human blood. That’s why you’re on a strict diet of my blood, with snacks now and then from Lock and Wat.”
“I’m not eating my children.”
“Then you can keep drinking me. I don’t mind.” His voice was low and growly at the end, making it incredibly suggestive.
“Hmph.”
“So, where are we going?”
“I’m going to get a bra. And there’s no sense in staying here, is there? We have things to do.” After a moment, I took his hand. “Lock, Wat, come on. We have an unlife to live.”
Hazen pulled me close and kissed my forehead before he released me and swung my hand instead. “Dating and therapy.”
“It sounds like a murder mystery.”
