"What do we do now?" Roxie asked, "What about our baby?"

Her eyes widened and she covered her mouth as if she'd spread a secret she shouldn't have.

"I don't know if you're pregnant, Roxie," Walker said, nibbling on her neck, "Again, there's been a few babies born to non-mated vamps, but nothing bad happened."

"Maybe it's my way of bonding—or my talents coming out?"

Walker nodded, "Maybe. I wouldn't mind you being barefoot and pregnant with my child."

"You're not making me want you..."

Walker chuckled, "Does it turn you on when I talk like that?"

"Yes..." Roxie blushed, "Can I get into something other than a hospital gown?"

"Of course," Walker told her, "Let me bind the guests so I can get our stuff—or you could walk around in nothing?"

Roxie giggled, "As much as I want to be with you like that, but I need to eat something."

"I could totally eat you right now."

"I bet you could..."

"Let me help you out of this gown," Walker licked his lips as he untied the hospital gown strings causing it to open and expose Roxie's beautiful back.

"I thought you were getting my clothes?"

"I am admiring your beauty first."

"Oh..." Roxie moaned as he pushed the gown off of her and stepped behind her, his body up against her back, his large hands making their way to her luscious, full tits, "Walker..."

Roxie leaned her head back and placed it on Walker's chest.

"I want you..."

"I want you, too.." Roxie said as her stomach grumbled, "Oops.."

Walker laughed, "How about this? You get yourself a hot shower, I'll bring in our stuff and then we'll go get some grub? We've got plenty of time to get naughty."

"I could really use an appetizer..." Roxie sighed, "But I'll take the shower, I guess."

"Fuck, you're killing me, fancy face!" Walker shook his head as Roxie shimmied her bare ass to the bathroom, winking at him right before disappearing into the bathroom.

"Calm down, buddy.." Walker pointed to his hard-on, "We have to be good for her...it's not just about us anymore."

He thought about how she'd miss prom and her dress he'd forgotten to grab from the home-ec room..

"Dammit.." Walker scolded himself, "I guess I am not the best mate, am I?"

"Yes, you are..."

"I'm sorry about the dress—and prom—and being a prick.."

"Walker, we'll make our own prom memories. Maybe.."

"I did bring our wedding attire."

"What? No, you didn't!"

"I did—just in case."

"Just in case we need to get hitched?"

"Well, I mean..."

"Hurry up and get in here with me."

Walker hadn't moved so fast in his life. He had to have unpacked everything in less than two minutes—new record even for him and his powers.

Slipping out of his clothes, he almost dove into the shower with Roxie, taking her in his arms and roaming her very wet, very curvy body with his hands, mouth, his eyes—he had to be in her.

"Turn around.." he rasped as Roxie smirked, knowing she had him by the balls—literally.

"Do your worst," she whispered, gasping when Walker shoved his entire length inside of her in one thrust, "Fuck.."

"That's the plan," Walker chuckled, his hips pistoning as he pressed Roxie up against the tile, plunging in and out of her, the sounds of their flesh slapping together—his grunts echoing through the shower with every thrust, "You're fucking perfect."

"Should I tell you I hate you?" Roxie panted, her eyes rolling back as the tip of Walker's cock rubbed perfectly over her clit. She placed her fingers over her swollen nub chasing the release.

"I don't think I want you to hate me ever again, mouse," Walker said, running a hand over her breasts and down to where they were connected, "Come with me, baby."

"I'm close..I'm so close.." Roxie groaned as her pussy shuddered and Walker plunged in one more time as they both fell off the cliff together, their labored breaths and flowing water the only sounds they could hear besides the thoughts that came aftter.

"I don't think I've ever hated you, Walker.."

"Greatly disliked?"

"Maybe, but I never hated you."

"I can't live without you, mouse...I can't..."

Slipping out of her, Walker turned Roxie around and kissed her softly, smiling as her eyes turned back to green, "Perfect..."

"No one's perfect, Walker, that's what makes love amazing."

"Love..."

Roxie's stomach grumbled again and Walker shook his head, "I guess I am just an appetizer."

"Yeah, but after we come back from the diner, we can have dessert."

Walker kept tabs on Suri through Brett who said she was devastated that her daughter was gone, but happy that she was safe. They had to come up with a plan—he'd messed up her raise now, or so he thought.

Brett told him that Maddy was going to allow the raise to continue as long as Suri still wanted to work for them. Archibald didn't care—he actually went to Bora Bora for a retreat.

"Your dad went on vacation?" Roxie asked as they settled down at the motel's diner and ordered some grub, "He's...wow..."

"He's always been like this, babe," Walker shrugged, "I guess I'm just used to it."

"Did he say anything about us?"

"The coven is pissed, but they'll get over it. I don't think half the coven likes my dad, either, but the feeling is mutual."

"Where will we go from here?"

"Far away—far enough where we can live freely for a while without very little binding. I'm not the best at it, yet, but I'm getting there."

"You can still paint, too. I brought your stuff."

"Thank you, Walker," Roxie sipped on her soda, "What about graduation? Do you think we will be able to?"

"No," Walker sighed, "Not unless we get some sort of pass."

"Our safety concerns wouldn't be enough for them?" Roxie panicked, "I don't want to stay in school, Walker."

"I'll have Pate on our side. He'll know what to do."

Roxie simmered a little and they ate in silence until retiring again to the room. Roxie was so spent that she kept going in and out of sleep.

Looking up, Walker could sense something outside of their door, but he thought nothing of it.

Making sure it was really nothing, Walker shut off the lights, including the television and made his way to the window, opening the curtain a tad just to get a view.

His eyes darted from one end of the lot to the other. Sniffing the air—Walker hissed as his fangs broke through. He didn't know how many there were, but it wouldn't take long to find out.

"Ragers...."