delicately.
“She also has a plan.” Jaden gave Robin a mock sympathetic look. “Be afraid.”
Robin sighed and followed the vampire. Perhaps assigning the Blackthorns to watch Michaela hadn’t been his best idea. The thought of Michaela and Moira conspiring together had his gut clenching in terror.
Alone, the women were a force of nature. Together?
Robin was in deep trouble.
“Excuse me, can you point me toward the ladies?”
Michaela pointed without even looking up.
“Ah. Thank you. Um. I was wondering, is your name Michaela?”
“Yes. How did you know?”
The woman looked relieved. “Do you know a man named Robin?”
Michaela started. “No.” But boy, did she wish she did, especially if it was her Robin. Too bad he was the figment of an overactive imagination.
Damn.
The redhead in front of her made a face. “Oh.” She bit her lip. “I’m looking for someone, actually. Long red hair, blue eyes, looks like someone off the cover of a romance novel. His name is Robin.”
Michaela would have remembered someone like that. Hell, she would have been all over him. That description matched her Robin to a tee. She had a serious thing for redheads. It was Ringo’s only fault, but one she was willing to overlook due to his utter hotness and the fact that he seemed to want her too. “The closest I’ve seen is a guy in a cosplay wig dressed as InuYasha, but that wig was white. Sorry.”
“That’s okay.” The woman pointed toward Michaela’s wings. “I like them. Do they light up?”
Michaela smiled. She loved her bright orange and black wings. “Yup. Want to see?”
“Yes, please.”
Michaela pressed a button on her special belt, twirling around when the woman gasped.
“Where did you get those?”
Michaela shrugged. “Internet.”
The woman laughed. “My name’s Moira Malmayne-Blackthorn.”
“Pleased to meet you, Moira.”
“Same to you.”
“Are you here for the convention?”
Moira grimaced. “Nah. Business trip for one of my husbands.”
One of? “You…have two husbands.”
Moira nodded, but her open, friendly expression had begun to close off.
“How do you handle that? I mean, my mom had a hard enough time getting one guy to remember to lower the toilet seat. Then my brothers came, and she swears she became a duck from her butt landing in all that cold water at two a.m.”
Moira barked out a laugh, her expression easy once more. “It’s not easy keeping them in line, let me tell you. They have a habit of finding trouble wherever we go.” Moira shuffled her feet. “Actually, I have a confession to make.”
Michaela’s brows rose.
“My friend wants an introduction, so I was tasked with coming over to meet you, see if maybe you were single?”
Michaela wished she could give Moira the answer she wanted. “I’m single, but—”
“Then wait right there.” Moira dashed off before Michaela could finish her answer.
Michaela was just too damn busy to date. Being a pediatric oncology nurse at PGH consumed all her time. What little time she had left she used to pursue her hobbies, like snowboarding and MX biking. She was even taking classes in mixed martial arts, although she found herself on her ass more there than she ever did when she was learning to snowboard.
Michaela shook her head and decided to leave before Moira could find her again. The last thing she needed was some stranger trying to set her up on a blind date. She flipped open her program, then glanced at her watch. Maybe she could still make the class on fairy gardening. Someday she’d be able to afford a house with a garden, and she’d want to know what flowers to plant. Even though fairies weren’t real, the possibility that she might attract one was too good to ignore. She barely looked up as someone moved to block her path. “’Scuse me.”
“Leaving so soon? And Moira thought you would be interested in saying hello.”
Ringo? Michaela glanced up into deep brown eyes filled with
“She also has a plan.” Jaden gave Robin a mock sympathetic look. “Be afraid.”
Robin sighed and followed the vampire. Perhaps assigning the Blackthorns to watch Michaela hadn’t been his best idea. The thought of Michaela and Moira conspiring together had his gut clenching in terror.
Alone, the women were a force of nature. Together?
Robin was in deep trouble.
“Excuse me, can you point me toward the ladies?”
Michaela pointed without even looking up.
“Ah. Thank you. Um. I was wondering, is your name Michaela?”
“Yes. How did you know?”
The woman looked relieved. “Do you know a man named Robin?”
Michaela started. “No.” But boy, did she wish she did, especially if it was her Robin. Too bad he was the figment of an overactive imagination.
Damn.
The redhead in front of her made a face. “Oh.” She bit her lip. “I’m looking for someone, actually. Long red hair, blue eyes, looks like someone off the cover of a romance novel. His name is Robin.”
Michaela would have remembered someone like that. Hell, she would have been all over him. That description matched her Robin to a tee. She had a serious thing for redheads. It was Ringo’s only fault, but one she was willing to overlook due to his utter hotness and the fact that he seemed to want her too. “The closest I’ve seen is a guy in a cosplay wig dressed as InuYasha, but that wig was white. Sorry.”
“That’s okay.” The woman pointed toward Michaela’s wings. “I like them. Do they light up?”
Michaela smiled. She loved her bright orange and black wings. “Yup. Want to see?”
“Yes, please.”
Michaela pressed a button on her special belt, twirling around when the woman gasped.
“Where did you get those?”
Michaela shrugged. “Internet.”
The woman laughed. “My name’s Moira Malmayne-Blackthorn.”
“Pleased to meet you, Moira.”
“Same to you.”
“Are you here for the convention?”
Moira grimaced. “Nah. Business trip for one of my husbands.”
One of? “You…have two husbands.”
Moira nodded, but her open, friendly expression had begun to close off.
“How do you handle that? I mean, my mom had a hard enough time getting one guy to remember to lower the toilet seat. Then my brothers came, and she swears she became a duck from her butt landing in all that cold water at two a.m.”
Moira barked out a laugh, her expression easy once more. “It’s not easy keeping them in line, let me tell you. They have a habit of finding trouble wherever we go.” Moira shuffled her feet. “Actually, I have a confession to make.”
Michaela’s brows rose.
“My friend wants an introduction, so I was tasked with coming over to meet you, see if maybe you were single?”
Michaela wished she could give Moira the answer she wanted. “I’m single, but—”
“Then wait right there.” Moira dashed off before Michaela could finish her answer.
Michaela was just too damn busy to date. Being a pediatric oncology nurse at PGH consumed all her time. What little time she had left she used to pursue her hobbies, like snowboarding and MX biking. She was even taking classes in mixed martial arts, although she found herself on her ass more there than she ever did when she was learning to snowboard.
Michaela shook her head and decided to leave before Moira could find her again. The last thing she needed was some stranger trying to set her up on a blind date. She flipped open her program, then glanced at her watch. Maybe she could still make the class on fairy gardening. Someday she’d be able to afford a house with a garden, and she’d want to know what flowers to plant. Even though fairies weren’t real, the possibility that she might attract one was too good to ignore. She barely looked up as someone moved to block her path. “’Scuse me.”
“Leaving so soon? And Moira thought you would be interested in saying hello.”
Ringo? Michaela glanced up into deep brown eyes filled with
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