Chapter Thirteen
Christy was in the room they had been given the next morning when Heather finally trooped in, her face still glowing from the late night and early-morning sex she had had with Max. Christy did not look like she had had nearly as good a night as Heather had however. In fact, she looked both worried and angry. As soon as Heather opened her mouth to speak, Christy cried out, “Oh my God! I honestly thought they had eaten you!”
An involuntary grin surfaced at the corners of Heather’s mouth. Christy peered into her face. “Oh. My God. No. You did it!”
Heather said, “What makes you think I did anything at all?”
Christy snorted. “Because I’ve known you since we were kids and I know just exactly how long it’s been since you got laid. Also, you took off with Max, and you didn’t come back to the room at all last night, and then you show up here this morning grinning like an idiot and with a hickey on your neck. That pretty much says everything there is to say.”
Heather’s fingers flew to her neck. “He didn’t give me a hickey!”
Christy crowed out, triumphantly, “Nope but it looks like he gave you everything else!”
Heather, torn between amusement and chagrin, gave Christy a level look. “I’m sorry I left you alone all night and didn’t let you know I was okay.”
Christy said, “Forget about it. I want details; spill, girl, spill.”
Heather went red. “No.”
Christy peered into her face. “Oh, it must have been good!”
It had been good. Mind blowing, in fact. It had been the singularly most exciting sex she had ever had in her entire life. But her emotions were still tangled up, and she was confused by the sudden welter of feeling that she had toward Max. She wasn’t used to hookups, and she had damn sure never had a hook up with the dragon before, and she really had no way to process what had just happened.
She also had no idea what would happen next between them. She headed for the small sofa set below the window and took a seat on it. Christy joined her there. To divert the subject away from herself, Heather asked, “What were you arguing about with Blake last night at the table?”
Christy’s eyes rolled heavenward. “That idiot offered me my full weight in gold, gold mind you, to bear his child. Are you kidding me? Wreck this figure by having some dragon baby? I don’t think so. Not even for gold. Besides, if I really wanted a bunch of gold, I would just try to smuggle some of the furniture out of here under my clothes when we finally do get to make it back to our world.”
Heather leaned back against the sofa’s cushion. “I think you would have a hard time doing that. You might pick out some of these big-ass diamonds though.”
Christy said, “Oh. Don’t tempt me. I’ve actually considered it already. But then I would have to explain to whoever I tried to sell them to how I actually came about getting them. The last thing on earth I want is to wind up on the FBI’s most wanted list.”
Heather hoped that Christy was joking about trying to steal some of the jewels decorating the lavish furnishings, but she had a sinking feeling that Christy might just be serious. She was an investment broker after all. She also was not completely against a slight bit of larceny, as witnessed the time she had gotten angry because several of the mean girls in her high school had dared to poke fun at the clothes that Christy had to wear due to the fact that her mother was not only single, but seriously underemployed. Christy had shoplifted an entire wardrobe from the best and most high-end stores in New York, and got away with it.
Heather said, “I take it you told him no.”
Christy’s fingers drummed on the arm of the sofa. “Several times. Then he decided to try to get all romantic with me, I guess in the hopes of proving that he is not a jackass and offered to have a picnic with me later today.”
Heather said, “Oh, that’s sweet!”
Christy snarled, “Sure it is. If you’re not a dragon trying to impregnate an unwilling woman.”
Christy had a point. Heather said, “Max told me that it’s not his fault.”
Christy asked, “That he’s a jackass?”
Heather said, absently, “Oh, I’m sure it’s his fault he is a jackass. I meant it’s not his fault that he’s not allowed to have children with the other clans here.”
Christy shot an elbow into her ribs. “It sounds like you did a lot of talking while you were at it.”
“I know you’re going to think I’m crazy, but honestly, I think I just had the best date of my life. Don’t mention the sex; it’s not about that. Literally, it was probably the best date I’ve ever had.”
Christy looked unimpressed. “Well, I’d say he didn’t have too high of a bar to jump over. I know what kind of dates you’ve had.”
“I’ll give you that. That’s not it though. It was not just the sex either. It was him. He’s a genuinely nice person.”
Christy pointed out, “He’s hardly a person. He’s a dragon. I don’t think they are really people.”
“They used to be people. They got cursed by a wizard and turned into dragons. The wizard was in love with Max’s mother, who was a human princess, but she was in love with his dad, who was a human knight. The wizard betrayed them during a big battle and then turned all the knights into dragons.
