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“I told you not to call me that!” Josef snarled.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Would you prefer ‘Father’? ‘Padre’? ‘Pops’?”
“Shut up!” Josef growled. “You owe me! If it weren’t for me you couldn’t have rescued that freshie of yours, so show me some respect!”
“Beth isn’t a freshie!” Mick protested, just like always.
“Are you going to turn her?” Josef demanded.
Mick hesitated. “Maybe.” But it was a lie, and they both knew it.
“She doesn’t know anything about us,” Josef continued, “And the little you’ve told her is just enough to get her killed.”
Mick’s face twisted in that grimace of emo-pain he always wore when he was angsting about being a vampire.
“She doesn’t know about me either. Not about us. Do you think she would understand?”
“No,” Mick whispered.
And that’s the thing. Humans were fine for short flings, but unless you were going to turn them (which Mick never would) the only permanent companionship was other vampires.
“But really, should we even keep doing this?”
Josef stared at him. “Why wouldn’t we?”
“Well, you’re my sire now.”
Josef swallowed, hearing Mick admit it for the first time. Not joking…admitting their bond. “And you slept with Coraline how many times?”
The grimace again, but Mick nodded. “True.”
“So…?” Josef said.
Mick grinned. “You sure you want to do this? You don’t have a thing about incest, do you?”
“For the last time, we’re not related!” Josef huffed. “Now get over here!”
“Yes, sire,” Mick said, and this time he didn’t miss the way Josef’s eyes glazed over. He grinned again and Josef figured it’d be awhile before he lived this down, but it’d be worth it.
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