Her beautiful face instantly flushed crimson, as radiant as the evening glow, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt, her pointed ears also reddening slightly from embarrassment. "You... why are you asking about this?" Her voice suddenly became as faint as a mosquito's buzz, her gaze flitting about, avoiding my stare.
I smirked and leaned closer to her, deliberately lowering my voice. "Seems like someone's big day is coming." My eyes swept over her flat stomach. "I'd really love to see what the little one will look like, but..." I deliberately drew out my words, flashing a teasing grin, "Let's just hope they don't inherit Winans's fangs. What if they bite Mommy while nursing at night?"
