Page 45 of Henry & the Dragon
A soft chuckle. “We won’t know until it happens. From the discussions the great minds are having, they think the child could well be an amalgam of both parents. Perhaps a human with wings. Whatever they are, they will be loved, just like you are.”
Henry peered up at Kai. He was still the most amazing person Henry had met, doing everything he could to make theirlives better. Once they’d arrived, the queen had their doctors treat mother, and now at seventy-four, she was healthier than she’d been in many years, easily able to keep up with her grandchildren and teach cooking classes to the young dragons at their school. He’d never seen her happier.
“It’s hard to believe you’ve been here for all these years. It seems like only yesterday I met you in the woods,” Kai said, sliding his fingers through Henry’s mostly silver hair.
“For both of us. It seems like I blinked, and was suddenly an old man.”
“Hardly old,” Kai reminded him. “I do believe it was you who wore me out last night.”
He slid a hand down Henry’s back until it came to rest on his buttocks. He sighed. Ass. All these years, and he still defaulted to the language of Innernook far too often. He would double his efforts to move beyond those dark days.
“I’ll do it again tonight, if you’d like,” Henry teased, stroking a hand over Kai’s chest.
“Nothing would give me greater pleasure.”
And now, Henry wanted Kai to take him. To feel as he slid home, his cock in Henry’s ass, bringing him to greater heights of ecstasy.
He turned in his chair and regarded Kai, who smiled at him. “I think…. No, I’m certain, this was meant to be. I cannot believe there is a place where I would have been happier, and that my family would discover that they could find love amongst your—our—people.”
“As am I. I am so grateful for the day we met. It seemed that what was missing in my life, was now found and I was whole. You gave me so very much. A husband, a partner, someone who shared my passion for exploration. I cannot believe how lucky I was.”
He peered down at the pages Henry was working on and an exasperated look came over him. He leaned in and blew a gentle breath on Henry’s neck, which caused goose bumps to pebble on the fair skin Kai loved so much.
“Please tell me, why are you using a pen? You could dictate your story and our computers would make it much easier on you. They could even add pictures and sounds to make the gift more interactive.”
Biting back a grumble, Henry said, “Because this is a chronicle of Innernook and my life there. It’s also about how I met a man who showed me there was more to life than being indebted to someone, and how he freed me from the thoughts that were chaining me to that existence. It also says how we all came to be here, living with that man and his people. It seemed wrong to do it on that accursed machine of yours.”
Fifteen years, and the computer still perplexed Henry. Not that Kai hadn’t tried many times to explain it. Even Euric picked up its use faster than Henry and used it to design amazing creations that thrilled the dragon-people and those who came to visit.
“And I must ask, why did you stop with us gathering at the farm to discuss the future? What about our adventures in the ice caves? Or meeting the fairy people, or—”
Henry squeezed Kai’s hand and smiled. “I have to keep something to tell our grandchildren don’t I?” He grabbed Kai’s shirt and tugged him down, claiming his mouth. He wanted Kai to take him, here, now, so that he would always remember one truth.
No matter what road he took to get here, Henry Cabot was finally right where he belonged.