The room tightened, with tension rolling off Corin in waves. His gaze slanted dangerously toward Alice, and Bast had the incredible, horrific feeling that things were about to get physical. Friend or no, if he took one wrong step...
Corin shuddered, as if physically shaking off his agitation, and said in a gentle voice, “I’d like to go to my wife and meet our child now.”
If his tone was meant to reassure her, it did. Alice smiled even larger, then dropped her arm to the side. She went to Bast, holding him tight, and together they watched the large man go to his wife.
“Will that be us one day?” Alice asked.
Bast didn’t know for certain if they’d ever have children, but he did know if Alice asked it of him, he’d be reluctant to say no. The idea of producing another generation of vampire-dragons didn’t appeal to him. Not yet, not while things remained uncertain. Another year or two with his mate at his side, though? “It’s quite possible, princess.”
They waited for the other couple to approach. Corin had his hand behind Jasmine’s back as he helped her walk toward the front door of their home. His expression mixed excitement with concern, while Jasmine couldn’t have been smiling more broadly. “Showtime!” she declared.
“I’m so excited for you!”
Bast scanned Alice’s face, one glance proving she would indeed want to have a baby some day.
He immediately changed his previous way of thinking. He loved her with his entire being and if she asked for a baby tomorrow, he would never turn her down. It pleased him through his toes to know she loved him that much. That she wouldn’t let his mixed heritage be a hindrance for their family’s ultimate happiness.
He pushed his face into her hair, snuggling against her. Needing her touch. Wanting her badly. She rubbed her hand over his chest, soothing the rising emotion.
“Call us when you’re up for visitors,” he said to Corin’s back, plans for getting his mate alone for an hour or two taking precedence. “Oh, but wait...do you know what you’re having? I don’t remember you ever telling me. A boy or a girl.”
Corin looked back over Jasmine’s head. His smile was mischievous. “Oh, we know.”