Raven didn’t really want to do it. It went against all of his training and years of propriety. But, as a friend of Ambrose and Barbara, he simply needed to know.
Raven discreetly peeked out the front window.
Ambrose and Barbara were in each other’s arms and happily kissing each other. The fire and brimstone explosion that had been brewing between those two had dissipated quite nicely.
Raven sighed with relief and let the curtain drop back into place. “I could wait and watch for them to leave. Yet…” He looked down at his sleeves. “I really must take a shower and change my clothes.”
He lowered his arms and walked towards the staircase. “I will NOT hunt in saliva-stained clothes.”
Ambrose reluctantly ended the kiss. He rested his forehead against her forehead, panting softly.
She rubbed the hairs at the back of his neck.
He exhaled a warm and heavy, “Huh.”
He opened his eyes and gazed into hers. “How could you still love me and want me after what I told you?”
Her fingers went still.
“You said yourself that you’re appalled by my thoughtlessness.”
“I am. Any reasonable person would be. But I still love you, Ambrose.” Her hands slid to below his hairline. “I want you.” Her fingers dipped under his collar. “And, just so you know, I’m darned proud of you for rescuing Greg. I’m proud of you for bringing him here so Raven can help him. And I’m proud of you for making that choice on your own. I didn’t have to badger you into it this time around.”
Her words and her touch made him feel weak , like he could fall to his knees at any given second. “My love. Is there a reason why we should stand here all night in the middle of Raven’s driveway?”
She blushed. “I can’t think of a single good reason.”
A smile spread across his face. “I love you. I love you so much, Barbara.”
She teasingly tapped her finger against his lips. “Don’t forget the second part of my name — Smith.”
“Barbara Smith. Mrs. Barbara Smith.”
She kissed him again. Just a quick, light kiss. “Can we go on our honeymoon now?”
He chuckled softly. “After all of this delay, I’m sure the plane has already up and went without us.”
“Very likely.” She rubbed the skin below his collar with her thumbs. “But we’ll figure something out.”
He cupped her face in between his hands and kissed her.
It was not a quick kiss at all.
Raven checked on Greg.
The injured vampire was still sleeping. Or he was a very proficient fake-sleeper. It was hard to tell without getting into his space and Raven didn’t want to get into his space. He wanted to let the poor man sleep.
He quietly closed the door and retreated to his own bedroom.
Missy was still in the hospital. Barbara was occupied with Ambrose. Sarah was with John. Elsie was with Hildreth. Raven hadn’t done anything to merit an unwanted visit from Elsie. And May Rose Farlington’s ghost was no longer around.
So, Raven had no reason to worry about any women waltzing onto the scene and catching him in the nude. He stripped as soon as he entered his room. He didn’t even bother gathering up his clean clothes.
Raven bee-lined to the bathroom, put his dirty clothes into the hamper, and stepped into the shower. He turned the faucet to the right temperature and relaxed as the water blasted away Sammy’s dragon drool.
He thought about what Ambrose had said regarding Greg. I am hardly one to judge Ambrose for his behavior. Certainly not after the disrespectful way I treated Antioch. Of course, Antioch seemed to invite such disrespect, but no. No, that is not the point.
He ducked his head under the falling water. The longer side of his hair plastered itself to his face. He scrubbed his hair, making sure to get it all good and wet before putting shampoo on it.
It will be a relief when Missy is free to come home. The house is far too quiet and empty without her in it. He smiled. Yet, she will be home soon. I am sure of it.