another breath, he added, "That shit scared me."
Patting his chest, trying to think of what to say, I was dumbfounded. Thankfully Zelda chimed in, "You did the right thing, Tank. Just like Miss Mabel said, it's going to take all of us."
Getting to her feet, both index fingers tapping a beat into the air around her, bubbles and sparkles of every color of the rainbow dancing around like they were Fairies at a party, the Almighty Shifter Wanker kept going, "First, we need to find out who the…" Making air quotes, she recited back Miss Mabel's words. "…Daughter - of - a - Voodoo - Priest - without - an - ounce - of - magic - that's - her - own is. That's important. We also need to figure out how to put a cork in that Portal. It sounds like only the Spooks, Ghouls, and Ghosts have made it to our side. We've got to work fast, because…"
"Because if anything with any serious juice, bad mojo, or power from the Devil Himself finds its way into our world, we're going to have our very own version of Ghost Busters on our hands," Cora threw in her two cents worth. "I've seen shit like this happen before and…"
“And her only regret is that she didn’t think to franchise that shit,” I sassed right back to lighten the mood before ducking as that crazy old Crane Shifter threw her shoe at me.
Hand-in-hand with my hunka-hunka-prehistoric hottie, I laughed all the way to the door while hollering over my shoulder, "I Love you, Cora." Then to everyone else, I added, "The last one to Thomas Manor is a rotten egg."
Chapter Eight
Once again, my best-laid plans were shot to Hell as every one of my people piled into Tank's big old SUV. So much for a little alone time with my hunka-hunka-prehistoric hottie. No way in all that's holy was that gonna happen. Nope. Not even a little bit, because my Flock, plus Cora, along with the Almighty Shifter Wanker had their butts in seats and buckled up faster than I could say, "Get the hell out." Even Max, with her pregnant tummy, had moved like the wind.
It was amazing. Made me wonder if my Mate and I were gonna have to move out of Tallulu Parish just to get some privacy.
Looking at Tank, I was gearing up to throw them all out on their well-rounded booties when my hunky T-Rex smiled and whispered, "The more, the merrier, right?"
Ya' just gotta love a guy who not only accepts you for exactly who you are but also welcomes the people you love into his life. The Goddess of All did good when she made my Mate for me, damn good. Tank was a keeper, and there wasn't two ways about it.
Giving him the nod, I answered using our Mate telepathy thingy, so at least my besties from the nesties wouldn't know we were talking about them, “Thank you. I promise to reward you for all your good deeds, Mr. Thomas.”
“And I plan to collect,” my T-Rex gave me a sexy growl adding a waggle of his eyebrows that made me all warm and tingly.
Feeling all eyes on the side of my face, knowing damned good and well that my Flock was watching the interaction between my hunka-hunka-prehistoric hottie and I and were waiting to tease me, I turned around as far as my seatbelt would allow and glared at each and every one of them. When I was sure they got the message, or would at least try to behave for a minimum of sixty seconds, I gave a single nod and asked, “So, I was thinkin’, if this is a Witch, do we have to call the Baba Yaga?”
“Nope,” Zelda was quick to answer. “I’m not bothering Carol till I know for sure what’s going on. She tends to get cranky when she’s summoned across the country without good reason.”
“Ooooooohhhh,” I gasped, quickly composing myself and adding, “I see your point. Don’t want to get the most powerful Witch in the Universe pissed off. We’ve got enough to deal with without being turned into frogs.”
“Damned straight,” Monique chimed in. “I do not look good in green. Always refused to wear it on the runway, not gonna wear it now. Especially if I have to bump my ass on the ground every time I want to get somewhere."
"Here! Here, Sister!" Colleen added with a cheer. "Could you even imagine?"
"Yes, I could," Max groaned.