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Page 93 of Protecting His Vampire Mate

Don’t say it. It takes another year off my life every time.

Good thing you live forever. Anyway, I still think we need a superhero name, Tobias said, taking my hand. Please?

Look, I love you something fierce, but that’s never gonna happen.

It would make me so happy, though. Tobias punctuated it by looking at me with puppy dog eyes.

I sighed, annoyed with myself but giving in immediately. Even though Tobias could no doubt sense that, I still pursed my lips and gave him a sideways look. Okay, maybe. But we’d need something really cool. It might take us a super long time to come up with something that works.

How about the midnight team?

No. I rolled my eyes a little at that, but I couldn’t help smiling. Just no.

He batted his eyes innocently. How does the justice duo sound?

I scoffed at that one, but it was playful, and we both knew it. I shook my head in amazement. How are you such a nerd?

We made it all the way down to the hospital lobby before Danny and Michael caught up with us. They were both out of breath, so they must have literally run after us to catch up.

“So, what, you guys heal people now?” Michael demanded, falling into step beside us.

“Is that a problem?” I shot back, not slowing down.

“What? No, of course not!” Michael said, back-peddling at once. He put his hands up in a time-out gesture, turning around so he could face us while he walked backward. “Look, can you guys please just stop for a second? We want to talk.”

Tobias scoffed at that. He gestured to the hospital lobby we stood in, surrounded by dozens of hurried mundane folks who weren’t paying us any mind. Yet.

“Is this a conversation you really want to have here?”

Michael looked around, seemed to take in the fact that we were, indeed, in a very public place. His expression went sheepish.

“Fair point. Beer, then?” he suggested, as if it were the most ordinary idea in the whole world. “And then maybe a game of pool, afterward?”

Tobias and I exchanged baffled looks.

Is he for real? Tobias wondered.

It would seem so, I replied. But I couldn’t help but feel more than a little curious as to what the hunters could want to talk to us about. Maybe we ought to hear them out. At least they’re asking nicely this time. And if we can call a real truce with them, it’s one less thing for us to worry about later, right?

He frowned a bit, but after a moment, he nodded. I could sense that he didn’t like the idea of us all being in the same room one bit, but he caved almost instantly. We had an awfully hard time saying no to each other now. It was the side-effect of being so casually in each other’s heads all the time. Or maybe it was just the mate bond. Or it could have been love.

One of those things. Or maybe all of them.

I promise, if they try anything else, I’ll drop a house on both of them.

“It had better not be shitty beer,” Tobias warned them, stopping dead in his tracks so abruptly that Danny literally slammed into Michael and staggered back. “And you guys better fucking believe that you’re buying the first round. And if you two even so much as look at us the wrong way, I swear that there won’t be enough left of you to pick up with a dustpan.”

“You keep saying that,” Michael replied, his sudden grin stretching from ear-to-ear and lighting up his whole face. “Is it wrong that I’m kind of looking forward to the day where I get to see you try?”

Danny rolled his eyes good-naturedly at his partner, shook his head, then turned back to us. “What he means to say is that we’d be happy to buy the first round. And we know a quiet place nearby with good beer and a couple pool tables.” He paused, considering us. “It seems like we might have an awful lot to talk about.”

*

“What you’re suggesting is insane. You do realize this?” Tobias breathed, almost two hours later, over our second pitcher of beer. True to Danny’s promise, the beer wasn’t half bad. It wasn’t half-good either.

“Look, I’m not suggesting we become best buds or whatever,” Michael replied, sitting back in his seat. “I mean, you guys seem cool enough, for being what you are.” He looked at me when he said that part. I actively tried not to take offense. Then he added, “But if you’re already going around healing people, we might as well work together.”

“You said that. But… why?” I demanded, feeling completely mystified.


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