Gem laughed at Wraith. “Definitely a miracle. Especially in your case, dumb-ass.”
“It’s not a miracle.”
All heads whipped around to a tall, stunning male who stood in the entrance to the living room. His thick blond curtain of hair fell perfectly around broad shoulders, and his black slacks and shirt had to be custom made to so perfectly fit his gorgeous body.
“Reaver,” Shade ground out, and okay, this was the former fallen angel who had fought alongside Wraith in Israel. “I hate it when you do that.”
Reaver grinned, a total panty-melter. “Why do you think I do it?”
Eidolon tucked Tayla tighter against him. “So why isn’t our situation a miracle?”
“Because it’s all fated, you silly demon. You all played roles in saving the world, and some of you have much more to do.” He shrugged. “It’s all good.”
Wraith threw a handful of popcorn at the angel. “You know I hate the cryptic shit.”
Suddenly, they were all pelting Reaver with food, and while they engaged in what was probably the strangest battle between angels and demons in history, Sin pulled Con into the hall, away from the laughter and curses.
“I haven’t had a chance to thank you.”
“Yes, you have.”
“For saving my life, maybe. But not for giving me one.” She reached up and cupped his cheek. “Con, thank you. I love you so much.”
Warmth radiated from him, and Sin wondered why she’d ever believed that vampires were cold. “We got a good thing here.”
“Yeah.” Sin thought about her brothers, her sisters-in-law, her new friends, and the fact that standing before her was the most perfect mate on the planet. “I can’t think of anything better.”
“It couldbe better… someday.”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, what Lore was just talking about—”
“Ah… I can’t ask my brothers for sperm. ’Cuz with my egg, that’s just gross.”
Con laughed, his fangs flashing sexily. “Not them. Me.”
She patted his hand like she did with her baby nephews. “Sweetie, you’re a vampire.”
“Yeah, but I’m not a stupid vampire. I sort of planned for this scenario.”
“You’ve got some little popsicles?”
“Yup. I gave E samples of everything before Luc killed me.”
Her heart gave a great thump. She’d never wanted kids. Had never even thought about wanting them. But as she stood there with the male she loved, in a house full of the family she never thought she’d have… she realized that, yeah, she did want them. Maybe not today, but she and Con had hundreds of years together, and in the meantime, she had lots of nephews to play with. Well, to look at from a distance, anyway.
“It’s funny,” she said, with a strange hitch in her voice, “but I never wanted to be tied to anyone. Never wanted to be owned or to belong to another person. But now I realize that belonging withsomeone is completely different. I belong with you, Con.”
“And I with you.”
He kissed her, sealing them together with a bond she didn’t mind, and one that would never be broken.