Her Ancient Hybrid by Marisa Chenery Read Free Book Online

me very uncomfortable, I want to do it again.”
    “Not until you’re ready to be tied to me permanently. The second blood exchange is all that’s needed to have it happen.”
    Brolach was right. Waverly wasn’t quite ready to take that giant step, but how quickly their relationship seemed to be forming, she doubted she’d feel that way for very long.
    She sat up and kissed him. “I do need some time. I haven’t even known you for a day yet.” Waverly kissed Brolach again before she climbed off the bed. “I need a shower, then we should get you some new clothes.”
    He came to stand beside her. “I’ll shower with you.”
    Before she could say anything, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her toward the bathroom. There, they made love again until the water ran cold, forcing them to get out.
     
    * * * *
     
    Brolach sat in the passenger seat of Waverly’s car, which she called a sedan, as they headed to the store where there would be some clothes for him to wear. He had on the sweatpants and t-shirt that were her brother’s. On his feet were the moccasins he’d been buried wearing. Apparently, they’d be getting different footwear as well.
    It wasn’t long before Waverly brought the car to a stop and she shut off the engine. She took off her seatbelt and looked at him. “We’ll get you some new clothes, then go to my family’s coffee shop. I figured I’ll introduce you to my dad and talk to him about that job opening. That way it’ll be all arranged before tomorrow.”
    “Okay.”
    He managed to get out of the car without any help from Waverly. Before they’d left her home, Brolach had asked enough questions about the sedan to learn all there was to know about it. He needed to fit in to this new world as fast as he could. And from what she’d told him, just about everyone had cars.
    Brolach came to stand next to Waverly and looked around. She’d told him this was the main street of the town. Buildings lined either side of it. He walked beside her as she headed toward one of them.
    Inside were different articles of clothing for men. There were t-shirts and sweatpants similar to what he already wore. He also recognized jeans like the ones Waverly had on, only bigger.
    He followed her as she went to a section where jeans hung in a row and picked out a couple. “I’m guessing at the size,” she said. “You’ll have to try some on, but before you do that, we’ll get some shirts as well.”
    Brolach let Waverly choose the clothes. Once he held several in his arms, she ushered him into a small room and shut him inside after she told him to put on each item. Even though she’d said she’d guessed at his size, everything she’d chosen fit. At her request, he came out wearing a new pair of jeans and t-shirt. She nodded her approval when she saw him.
    With the other clothes in hand, she led him to another part of the store where she said where the shoes were. She grabbed what she called a sneaker. It resembled what she had on her feet. It took a couple tries before they found some that were big enough and didn’t pinch.
    Now that he had everything Waverly thought he’d need, she paid for the items they’d selected. She used something called a credit card. Apparently the people in this modern world used either money or credit instead of trading for what they needed.
    Brolach carried the bags with all his new things to the car, then climbed in. Waverly drove a short distance before parking behind another building. They both got out. He assumed this had to be her parents’ coffee shop. As they walked to the door, he looked inside the large glass window at the front. There were quite a few people inside, sitting at tables, eating and drinking.
    He followed Waverly inside. More than one person greeted her as she walked by, heading toward the back of the large open room. Brolach received curious stares as he kept pace with her.
    Waverly stopped in front of an older man who stood by a door. Through