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The Lunatic Cafe :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 162 из 234It looked like this wasn't the first time he'd cleaned out the front seat by shoveling things in back.
I brushed crumbs from the empty seat onto the empty floorboard. When it was as clean as I could get it, I sat down.
Zerbrowski slid into his seat belt and started the car. It coughed to life. I put on my seat belt, and he pulled out of the parking lot.
"How does Katie feel about your job?" I asked.
Zerbrowski glanced at me. "She's okay with it."
"Were you a cop when she met you?"
"Yeah, she knew what to expect. Loverboy didn't want you to come out tonight?"
"He thought I was too hurt to go out."
"You do look like shit."
"Thanks."
"They love us, they want us to be careful. He's a junior high school teacher, for God's sake. What does he know about violence?"
"More than he'd like to."
"I know, I know. The schools are a dangerous place nowadays. But it isn't the same, Anita. We carry guns. Hell, you kill vampires and raise the dead, Blake. Can't get much messier than that."
"I know that." But I didn't know that. Being a lycanthrope was messier. Wasn't it?
"No, I don't think you do, Blake. Loving someone who lives by violence is a hard way to go. That anybody'll have us is a miracle. Don't get cold feet."
"Did I say I was getting cold feet?"
"Not out loud."
Shit. "Let's drop it, Zerbrowski."
"Anything you say. Dolph is going to be so excited that you've decided to tie the noose. . ah, knot."
I sank down into the seat as far as the belt would let me. "I am not getting married."
"Maybe not yet, but I know that look, Blake. You are a drowning woman, and the only way out is down the aisle."
I would have liked to argue, but I was too confused. Part of me believed Zerbrowski. Part of me wanted to stop dating Richard and be safe again. Okay, okay, I wasn't exactly safe before, what with Jean-Claude hanging around, but I wasn't engaged. Of course, I still wasn't engaged.
"You okay, Blake?"
I sighed. "I've lived alone a long time. A person gets set in her ways." Besides he's a werewolf. I didn't say that part out loud, but I wanted to. I needed a second opinion, but a police officer, especially Zerbrowski, wasn't the person to ask.
"He crowding you?"
"Yeah."
"He want marriage, kids, the whole nine yards?"
Kids. No one had mentioned children.
I brushed crumbs from the empty seat onto the empty floorboard. When it was as clean as I could get it, I sat down.
Zerbrowski slid into his seat belt and started the car. It coughed to life. I put on my seat belt, and he pulled out of the parking lot.
"How does Katie feel about your job?" I asked.
Zerbrowski glanced at me. "She's okay with it."
"Were you a cop when she met you?"
"Yeah, she knew what to expect. Loverboy didn't want you to come out tonight?"
"He thought I was too hurt to go out."
"You do look like shit."
"Thanks."
"They love us, they want us to be careful. He's a junior high school teacher, for God's sake. What does he know about violence?"
"More than he'd like to."
"I know, I know. The schools are a dangerous place nowadays. But it isn't the same, Anita. We carry guns. Hell, you kill vampires and raise the dead, Blake. Can't get much messier than that."
"I know that." But I didn't know that. Being a lycanthrope was messier. Wasn't it?
"No, I don't think you do, Blake. Loving someone who lives by violence is a hard way to go. That anybody'll have us is a miracle. Don't get cold feet."
"Did I say I was getting cold feet?"
"Not out loud."
Shit. "Let's drop it, Zerbrowski."
"Anything you say. Dolph is going to be so excited that you've decided to tie the noose. . ah, knot."
I sank down into the seat as far as the belt would let me. "I am not getting married."
"Maybe not yet, but I know that look, Blake. You are a drowning woman, and the only way out is down the aisle."
I would have liked to argue, but I was too confused. Part of me believed Zerbrowski. Part of me wanted to stop dating Richard and be safe again. Okay, okay, I wasn't exactly safe before, what with Jean-Claude hanging around, but I wasn't engaged. Of course, I still wasn't engaged.
"You okay, Blake?"
I sighed. "I've lived alone a long time. A person gets set in her ways." Besides he's a werewolf. I didn't say that part out loud, but I wanted to. I needed a second opinion, but a police officer, especially Zerbrowski, wasn't the person to ask.
"He crowding you?"
"Yeah."
"He want marriage, kids, the whole nine yards?"
Kids. No one had mentioned children.