Blood Doll (The Vampire Agape Series Book #3) (The Vampire Agape Series #3)
him and things didn’t go well.” I’m a little hurt to hear Sebastian admit he has so little faith in my abilities. “You have an agápe to consider. You can’t protect her if Vincent kills you.”
    I’m left with a different feeling when I consider Avery’s fate if things didn’t end well for me.
    Curry’s grinning. “And speaking of protection. I’m feeling certain you didn’t use any with Avery this morning when you completed your bond with her.”
    Oh, shit. The thought of birth control couldn’t have been further from my mind but Curry’s right. His children were the living proof of what was possible between a vampire and his agápe. “It wasn’t exactly something we talked about or planned so the thought never crossed our minds.”
    He’s laughing. “I have two little results of what happens when it doesn’t cross your mind and now you could as well.”
    Our circumstances were different. “There wasn’t an eclipse.”
    Curry shrugs. “Who says there has to be? We don’t know that for certain. That was only a guess.”
    I’m throwing anything out there I can come up with. “Chansey conceived because you became more human than vampire.”
    “And you think you aren’t? What about your days and nights being mixed up? That’s been happening for a while. Have you tried to walk in the sun?”
    Curry’s out of his mind if he thinks I’d be so foolish to attempt that bonehead move again. “No way. I haven’t had a reason to try that again. I almost fried my hand off in Pascagoula in case you’ve forgotten.” I still can’t believe I was foolish enough to think Chansey’s friend Shelby could be my agápe.
    “You didn’t have Avery in your life then,” Curry argues.
    His argument isn’t supported by his experience with his agápe. “But you were able to walk in sunlight from the moment Chansey was born.”
    Curry gestures for Sebastian to take the floor. “I wasn’t able to tolerate the sun until Ella became a presence in my life. I think we each have our own circumstances and limitations.”
    Sebastian’s agápe didn’t become pregnant but they weren’t together long when she died. It’s very possible she could have been expecting when she fell from her horse and broke her neck. I’m sure it’s a thought that has plagued Sebastian’s mind more than once since we first learned pregnancy was a possibility.
    Now I’m anxious and want to know this second–which is impossible. “How long will it be before Avery and I will know if she’s pregnant?”
    “Chansey was a couple of months along when we confirmed her pregnancy but I’m certain she would have figured it out sooner had we known it was a possibility. You at least have that luxury.”
    Okay. So we wait and see if her cycle is late. If it is, she takes a pregnancy test and we’ll know.

Chapter Eight
    I’m walking the hall toward Avery’s bedroom and I can feel each step closing the gap between us. Her scent becomes stronger. Her presence within me is more pronounced. She’s anxious–so much so that it’s almost overwhelming–but I don’t have to guess why. She’s dying to know the verdict–if she’s my agápe or not.
    Before I’m able to knock, she opens her bedroom door. We beam at one another and don’t exchange a single word but she knows the truth simply by feeling my overwhelming happiness.
    She is my agápe and I am her intended.
    She steps closer and places one of her hands against my face. I close my eyes and lean into her palm. I crave her warm touch–because it soothes me–and she strokes her thumb over my cheekbone. I place my hand on top of hers and press it against my cool skin. “Hello, my agápe.”
    She breathes a sigh of relief with my confirmation. I know that’s what it is because I feel her rapid decline of anxiety. But it’s not completely gone. Can she sense the fear I have about a potential pregnancy? I’m trying to push my angst aside but I don’t have the hang of these shared

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