"No, I didn't."
"Did."
"Did not," I yelled as little sparks began to shoot from my fingertips. "Take it back or I'll give you a set of knockers that will make Dolly Parton's look prepubescent."
"Fine," The Henry screeched as he ran and hid behind The Reggie. "You didn't say shit."
"Thank you," I said primly as I fluffed my spiked hairdo.
"You actually did," Ethan informed me with delight. "You said it loud and clear."
"Duck," The Henry bellowed in terror to Ethan. "She's going to give you boobs."
"No, she won't," he said with confidence.
"Don't be so sure," I warned.
He grabbed me and put his lips to my ear, which sent erotic shivers down my spine and straight to my hoohoo. "You won't disfigure me because you like what you see," he whispered and then nipped at my earlobe.
I was speechless and so horny I wanted to die. I was a heartbeat away from tearing his clothes off when The Bob and The Gus appeared in a blast of silver glitter. The Bob and The Gus were now secretly nicknamed the cock blockers. I'd never been so thankful to see Fairies in my life. I almost cheated on my wife…no, my husband. Whatever. The bottom line was I almost had public intercourse with a cocky Vampyre.
"Hello, The Kev," one of the new Fairies purred. I didn't like him a bit and from the growl Ethan let slip, he didn't either. "I see you're still slumming it with Vampyres." His laugh was grating and his mannerisms highly effeminate.
"They're gay," The Henry whispered in my ear so softly I wasn't sure I heard him correctly.
"I see you haven't gotten over your prejudice of the race that almost removed your head on three occasions I believe, The Bob," The Kev countered with a huge grin.
"I'm still here," the Fairy said silkily. "So you want information…what are you willing to trade?" The Bob asked as he leered at Ethan.
Did The Bob want Ethan in exchange for information? That was so not happening. Why wasn't The Kev speaking? Was he considering trading my Vampyre? Was he more invested in avenging Gemma than he was in getting Ethan's son back? Was I going to have to kill a bunch of Fairies? Wait…could I kill a bunch of Fairies?
It was a good thing they brought me even though I didn't know which end was up at the moment. Men, no matter the species, were dumb. I was going to handle this shit. Oh my Hell, I guess I did say shit. It’s okay though. Shit wasn't that bad. It's perfectly fine to say shit and Hell. Nothing else.
"He’s mine," I said as I stepped up to Ethan and shoved him behind my back.
"This is your mate?" The Bob asked with narrowed eyes.
"Yep," I lied. "He's my meat."
"Your mate," Ethan corrected me.
"That's what I said." I smiled at The Bob and grabbed Ethan's ass. I was taking no chances. Oh. My. God. He had a fine ass. I still had no clue if The Kev would trade Ethan, but it wasn't going to happen on my clock.
"I had no idea Pink and Bon Jovi were an item," The Bob said skeptically. "Does the human press know?"
"No," Ethan cut in as he copped a feel of my ass for The Bob to see. "And we'd like to keep it that way for the moment."
"Interesting," a nasal voice belonging to The Gus chimed in. "The Corrine will be ecstatic you have brought such esteemed guests, The Kev. Did you bring our new Queen?" he inquired as he scanned the area for others.
"Why would I do that?" The Kev replied in a voice that made the hair on my arms stand up. Ethan pulled me toward him and away from the Fairies.
"Of course you wouldn't," The Gus backpedaled quickly as he bowed to The Kev and groveled. "I assumed she would come for her son."
"Now here's something interesting," The Kev said. "The child is not her son."
"What?" The Henry gasped and blanched. The Reggie looked confused and The Gus and The Bob sneered.
"Nice try," The Bob said. "We have proof it's her son. The Corrine is evil but not stupid."
"I beg to differ," I muttered.
"What was that, Pink?" The Reggie asked.
"I said, I beg to differ. The child does not belong to Gemma, your True Queen. The Corunda got it wrong. Therefore, she is evil and stupid," I concluded, watching with satisfaction as they almost had heart attacks at my mispronunciation her name. God, they were easy. This was going to be fun.
The Kev watched the exchange closely as his lips thinned with displeasure. I hoped to Hell he wasn't mad at me. I was fairly sure he hated The Corrine. The other Fairies hopped around and exchanged worried glances. The Bob and The Gus were beside themselves.
"Um, Pink?" The Bob said cautiously. "I know The Corrine will be honored you have graced Xanthia with your presence. Having a real rock star here will be epic, but if you call her by the wrong name…"
"What will happen?" I asked, hoping they'd say she'd kill me. I wasn't sure why, but I had an intense desire to off The Corrine and if she started it first, it would be self defense on my part. It was on the tip of my brain as to why I wanted to tear her apart with my bare hands. I just couldn't reach it yet, but I would.
"Well," The Gus gushed and attempted to kiss my ass, "let's just say she would be very, very, very, very upset, and leave it at that."