Page 28 of One Night with the Werewolf
Wish I could say the same for my family. My parents are pretty easygoing people, still married and happy after whatever number of years, but they’re not going to take it well. Sure, they didn’t much care for Jason, but they won’t be happy to learn that I’m having a surprise baby with a man almost twice my age who happens to be Jason’sfather.
Oh well.
“They’re going to ask the question,” I warn him as we finish cleaning the dishes together.
“What question?”
“The ‘M’ question.”
He cocks his head as he dries the pan. “Oh, getting married?”
I nod but don’t speak, because I didn’t want to broach it myself. I don’t even know if I’m ready for that yet, but I’m certain my parents will pressure me to do it. If they can get past the “I’m having a surprise baby” part.
“Well, I guess it depends.” He sets down the pan. “I would say,let’s not rush into anything, but we are kind of gunning it already.”
“Yeah. That train left the station.”
“We should wait a couple of months. Make sure that you living here is going to work out. Get used to each other.”
That’s all pretty reasonable. Hopefully my folks will see it that way.
“Great.” I turn off the faucet. “Does this mean we’ve done the hard stuff and we can go to bed now?”
I think my question genuinely takes Roscoe by surprise, because his answering grin is big and unguarded.
“Definitely.”
That night, we have sex for hours, and he knots me not once, but twice, until I think I might not be able to walk tomorrow. Then Roscoe lends me a book and we both read for a while before turning out the light.
I could get used to this.
My friends are first on the list, because they’re the easiest. Practice, I’m telling myself.
First, I tell the Kims while we’re at work. Kimmy’s snakes all rear back and hiss at the same time.
“What?” she demands, dragging us all into the copier room and shutting the door. “You fucked Jason’sdad? And then gotpregnant?”
Despite the door, I’m sure half the office can hear her.
“Shh,” I whisper. “And also, yes. I’m moving in with him in December.”
“No fucking way,” mutters Kim. “Is this a prank? Are you playing a prank on us?”
I shake my head. “Can’t fake the puking, unfortunately.”
In the end, they both give me congratulations.
“I mean, he seems like a great guy,” Kimmy is forced to admit. “Definitely better than Jason.”
“He’s really something special. Truly. And, uh…” I rub the back of my head. “He’s also a werewolf.”
They both stare at me.
“Well, then,” Kimmy says haughtily. “Can’t be all bad.”
Becks and Harry have very different reactions. We meet up at Elroy’s, and they’re both perplexed when I just order a water. The moment I tell them the Cliff’s Notes version, they both lean in.
“How did it happen?” Becks asks. “I saw you dancing and wondered if that might… you know.”
