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when the pizza guy pulled up. He heard the car pull out front, but she must have sensed someone stepping onto her property. “Is that the pizza?” She yawned, stretching her lithe arms high above her head.
He stood and walked across the room to look out of the window. “Yeah, I think that it is.” He opened the door and signed the credit card receipt. He came back in and laid several boxes on the coffee table.
She pointed at the boxes. “Isn’t that a lot of food for both of us?”
“I was hoping that it would last us for a while. I’m trying to make your life easier; we don’t need to go grocery shopping tomorrow.”
“That might be nice. I wouldn’t mind taking it easy.”
“Especially with the irritating shifter that insists on keep you company and in danger.” The two shared a laugh and their hands grazed against each other reaching into a box containing bread sticks There was a moment of shared silence before Dom’s eyes flickered over to the door and she screamed pointing at the window.
Gregor jumped up and looked out the window. He saw something moving away from it. “Who was that?” He asked her.
“It was a vampire. They’re gone now. I saw him looking in the window.”
“I thought that you would be able to sense them the moment they stepped onto your property.” Gregor closed the curtains.
“I am able to sense them. They move really fast remember? By the time I turned my head I saw his face looking in the window, leering at me like some kind of pervert.”
“We could have trouble tonight.” He noted, glancing out of the curtains that he had just closed before walking around the house and closing every other window, making sure it was clear and covered by the heavy curtains she used. “We should be careful, but I don’t think that they’re going to come in. I don’t think that they’d risk making me a martyr.”
“You seem really confident about this.” Dom’s voice was hesitant, like she didn’t quite believe it.
“I don’t think that vampires are stupid. They don’t want to be the target of a war with the shifters united against them. What they don’t know is that if they hurt you, it’s going to be the same effect. Let’s eat. All we can do right now is wait and see if they’re going to be stupid.” Gregor sat back down in the easy chair and reached for another slice of pizza. “We’ll be fine.” He promised, even though he didn’t quite sound like he believed it himself.
“I should do something. I need to stop this.” Dom was highly disturbed by the entire situation. “I have to strengthen my protections.”
“We’ll be fine. Before you start casting again, you need to eat something.” His words held concern for her safety. “You’ve already expended quite a bit of energy doing what you did earlier, right now you have to get some strength back.” He spoke in a calming tone, emphasizing her safety and how much it meant to him with the solemn necessity of his words.
Dom picked another piece of pizza up out of the box; she chewed slowly and swallowed, thinking about what she could do.
“You should lie down. You look exhausted.” Gregor’s words were worried. “Go lie down and I will be there in a few minutes to make sure everything’s alright.”
Dom knew how tired she was. “OK, I’ll go lie down.” She answered, worried that if she did anything else it might hurt the baby. She walked back to the bedroom and stripped out of her clothes. She pulled on a nightshirt and crawled beneath the covers. She stretched and yawned as she heard the refrigerator door open.
Gregor joined her, after glancing toward the curtained window he sat on the edge of the bed.
“I’m sorry that I brought you into this.”
“You didn’t force me to be a part of this.” She told him, gently trying to help his guilty conscious.
“I’m going to stay the night, and if they