Green Tea and Black Death (The Godhunter, Book 5)

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serious affirmation but even the thought of it started to turn my stomach again when I realized I had my lover and husband from a previous life, our sons, my ex-boyfriend, my ex-potential boyfriend (don’t ask), and my possible future ex-boyfriend’s father all in my living room along with my best goddess friend, her husband, and Anubis' cousin.
       “ Do you vant me to ask zem to leave?” Kirill, as always, knew exactly what I needed.
       “ No,” I kissed him gently. “I’ll do it. I need to go meet Mom soon anyway.”
       I walked into the living room to start my speech but a knock at the door interrupted me. Now what? I almost groaned as I headed to the front door. Nick went with me to approve or disapprove of the next visitor before they stepped foot in his house. I opened the door to find my mother standing there.
       “ Mom,” I said, stunned. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. Mom knew I was a witch of course but the whole godhunting business I'd never bothered to mention. Could I play off all these people as normal?
       “ Are you going to give me a hug and invite me in?” Her dark eyes twinkled a little but there were also new lines of grief around them.
       “ Of course,” I launched myself at her.
       It had been a year since I’d seen her. She’d married a great guy and they’d moved to California years ago, for him to do his residency. He was now an excellent anesthesiologist and they had two children, my sister Kaitlin and my brother Daniel. When my aunt had got pregnant with her tenth child, my step-dad’s response had been that Uncle Harvey should “Be a man and get snipped.” Richard's held a special place in my heart ever since and I was really happy my mom had such a good man.
       The hug ended and Mom bent down to give the kitty loving before turning to the rest of the room. She looked at me with a raised brow, then back at the gods. I started forward but Kirill came up first.
       “ I am Kirill,” his clipped Russian accent was softened by the sweetness in his eyes as boyfriend #2 met my mother for the first time.
       “ Uh, Mom,” I interrupted as she took his hand. “This is my boyfriend, the one who lives with me.”
       “ Oh,” she used his hand to pull him into a hug instead, “Very nice to meet you, Kirill.” She gave me an approving look over her shoulder.
       “ And this is Odin,” I paused over the introduction but he smoothly stood and took over.
       “ I’m the next in line if Kirill ever gets the boot,” he joked and winked at her with his one good eye. “Thank you for raising such a wonderful woman, we’re all very lucky to count her as a friend.”
       He stared at her a little strangely, and then I realized that this would be the first time he'd seen her since he'd put my soul into her body when she was sixteen years old. It must have been an odd feeling for him. He had lost her after the transfer and spent all this time searching for her, never finding her. Now, here she was.
       “ Well,” my mom actually started to blush a little. I hadn’t seen her turn red like that since she’d had a glass of wine back when I was six. “I’m glad she has such wonderful… friends to support her through this.”
       “ We all love her very much,” Odin nodded, then gestured to Vidar and Vali. “These are my sons, Thor, Vidar and Vali.”
       Thor stepped forward and kissed my mom on the cheek, muttering something about it being nice to meet her. He must've felt awkward, meeting my mom after we had broken up.
       Vidar came forward and mimicked his brother, giving his grandmother a polite peck on the cheek, even though she had no idea this was her grandson. He started to choke up and turned away suddenly. Vali covered for him, taking Mom's hand and shaking it enthusiastically, but I could see that Vidar was still disappointed. I couldn’t watch it anymore. There was enough misery going around, I wasn’t about to heap some on my

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