Chapter Five
Christy stared at Heather. Her eyes filled with tears. “Oh my God. I am so sorry. Is it too much to hope that this is all some kind of whacked-out dream and we’re both going to wake up at any second?”
Christy swallowed hard. “I think so.”
Christy’s tears ran down her cheeks. “I’m sorry, girl. I am. I don’t…I mean, how was I supposed to know this would happen? I was just trying to get you laid, and instead I got us both kidnapped by…” her throat worked, and she fell silent.
“Dragons.”
Christy’s eyes went wide. That was the truth, as crazy as it all was and she had no idea what to do next. They were…somewhere, and the guy who had met them at the coffee shop—her supposed date—was busy stomping along the edge of the cliff and muttering to himself, while the jet-black dragon—which looked like a really hot guy when he wasn’t sprouting wings and threatening to drop them off the side of the world—was gone. Heather’s eyes went to the sky. Totally gone: he wasn’t even a speck in that blue sky anymore. Tears filled her own eyes. What were they going to do?
Blake stepped up. He coughed into his fist. He gave them both an abashed grin. “This is not how I planned this to go. I thought…”
Christy shot out, “You thought we’d just have your dragon babies and whatever and we’d be okay with that?”
He gave Heather a wounded look. “No, I mean I never thought of awein there. I was just thinking of you.” He gave Christy a long look. “You were just…”
“Kidnapped by dragons,” Christy supplied in her haughtiest tone. “I demand to be returned, and right now too! We both demand that, and if you don’t, I’ll…I’ll…I’ll…”
“I can’t take you back. Max closed the portal. It won’t open again for at least sixty Earth calendar days. That’s ten days here, or eight, depending on how well the time stream’s working.”
Heather gasped “What? What do you mean the portal won’t open?”
Blake lifted an eyebrow. “I’d say that’s pretty self-explanatory. It’s closed. You can’t use it.”
Her teeth clenched. “You’re a big jerk! You had no right to bring us here!”
He said, “I didn’t. Max did that. I went to your world. I was hoping to get you pregnant today and come back when the child was ready to be born so I could raise it here.”
Was he for real? How could any man, even a dragon man, be that damn clueless and…andgross?
Christy screamed, “This is unacceptable!”
Blake gave them both speculative looks. “I know. But since you’re here anyway…”
Heather warned, “Don’t even think about it.” We’re here, at least until the portal opens back up. Think dammit. Now what?
She was clueless. This wasn’t a situation she could have, ever, prepared herself for. She gave Christy a beseeching look. “What do we do now?”
Christy asked, “Do dragons eat people?”
Blake’s upper lip curled back off his lip. “No.”
Heather felt relief at that. “Okay. That is something, I guess. So, what do you propose we do in the meantime? And do not say breed with you. If you do I’ll…I’ll do something you’re really going to regret.” What she could do to a dragon was something she didn’t know. But he looked human right then, and he apparently had reproductive abilities, which must mean he had balls—and she would kick him right in them too!
Blake sighed. “I know you think I’m the worst—”
Christy said, “That’s because you are.”
He gave her a long look. “No, I’m not. I’m the last of my clan, and we have no females, so I’m liable to stay that way unless I find a female willing to give me a child.”
Heather asked, “And no other…what? She-dragons? Want you? What a shocker.”
Blake’s face took on a crestfallen look. “It’s against the pact. I’m not allowed to have children with the females of the other clans.”
Christy snapped, “Oh, that’s too bad. I’m sure your kids would be charming.”
The sarcasm was clearly lost on Blake because he said, “They would. I always wanted them. Now I have to have them.”
