Succubus Dreams Page 0,47

I put on the heaviest sweater I could find, and eventually the chill abated.

Work was busy and not particularly eventful until the end, when Maddie casually reminded me about us hanging out afterward. I nearly walked into a display when she said that. In my haste yesterday, I'd gone ahead and made plans with both Maddie and Seth for after work. I had a tendency to do that kind of thing when I was stressed. I felt so popular. And, as I often did in this kind of situation, I solved it by combining both of my mistakes into one solution.

"Maddie wanted to hang out tonight," I told Seth. "I think she's lonely. Mind if I bring her in for the babysitting thing?"

"Sure," he said, not looking up from his laptop.

"Seth wanted help babysitting tonight," I told Maddie. "Do you mind if we sort of make that our evening activity?"

Maddie gave the proposition a bit more thought than Seth had. She didn't look upset so much as puzzled. "I haven't really been around many kids. It's not that I don't like them...just that it's always kind of weird."

"His nieces are great," I assured her. "You'll be a convert."

I felt a little bad about strong-arming her into the Mortensen family adventure. She stayed silent for most of the ride up, keeping her thoughts to herself. Seth's family lived up north of the city, in Lake Forest Park. Their house looked exactly like the other ones on the street, but I suspected it was a necessary sacrifice in order to accommodate two adults and five girls.

"Oh my God," said Maddie when we stepped inside the house. All five Mortensen daughters were there. They ranged in age from four to fourteen, all sharing their mother's blond hair and blue eyes. We seemed to have walked into the middle of an argument. "Maybe...this wasn't such a good idea..."

I looked around the room. Seth had gotten there earlier, and Terry and Andrea had already left to do their shopping. Fourteen-year-old Brandy tried to make her voice heard over that of Kendall, who was nine and the twins McKenna and Morgan who were six. Only four-year-old Kayla, sitting on the couch beside her uncle, listened quietly. I couldn't even tell what the others were fighting about.

"It can spin webs!" cried Kendall.

"No, it can't. That's just its name." Brandy looked weary. The others weren't paying attention to her.

"The horn would slice the webs!" cried McKenna. Morgan backed her by making a chopping motion with her hand.

"Not if the monkey trapped it first," retorted Kendall.

"The unicorn can run fast. The monkey couldn't catch it."

"Then it's a coward!" Kendall looked triumphant. "It loses automatically if it doesn't show up for the fight."

Both twins appeared stumped by this bit of logic.

"This is a stupid argument," said Brandy. "Unicorns aren't real."

The other three girls turned on her and started shouting their protests.

"HEY!" I yelled over the cacophony. Everyone fell silent and looked at me. I don't think the girls had noticed my arrival. "What's going on?"

"A debate over who would win if a unicorn got in a fight with a spider monkey," said Seth.

Beside me, Maddie made a strange noise that sounded suspiciously like a squelched laugh.

"It's been compelling and well thought out," added Seth, his voice deadpan.

Brandy groaned. "Unicorns aren't real."

"Spider monkeys aren't real!" McKenna shot back.

"Yes, they are," said Brandy. "This is all pointless."

Kendall glared at her. "It's hypocritical."

"Hypothetical," I corrected.

"Don't worry," Seth told Maddie and me. "It's downright civil compared to the mermaid-centaur debate."

"Guys," I said. "This is Maddie." I ticked off the girls' names for her, one by one.

"Hi," said Maddie nervously. She eyed each girl, then looked at Seth uncertainly. She'd been acting differently around him since the auction, and I made a mental note to harass him about their date. "This might have been a bad idea..."

He smiled one of those sweet smiles that could make anyone feel better. She smiled back, relaxing a little. "Nope. We need all the help we can get around here." He rose, scooping up Kayla as he rose. "What I actually need is a distraction while everyone under age nine gets put to bed." The twins cried out in dismay.

I glanced at Brandy and Kendall. "Sounds easy enough."

"Don't speak so soon," warned Brandy.

Kendall was already in motion. She tore out of the room and returned with a long cardboard box that she nearly shoved into my face. "Look what Grandma sent me." It was a Monopoly game.

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