Mated By The Panther

“I’m all yours,” Diesel grinned.

“Not for long,” Sonya pouted. “Pretty soon you’ll be ignoring me and giving all your attention to someone else. You’ll grow tired of me but never of them I just know it!”

“What are you talking about?” Diesel said confused by the turn of the conversation. “I can never get tired of you.”

“You will,” Sonya teased, her eyes sparkling. “I can bet you will.”

“You’re crazy!” Diesel said rolling his eyes in mock annoyance.

“No, I’m pregnant,” Sonya said. “There’s a difference.”

Diesel was shell-shocked and Sonya was afraid that he wasn’t happy with the news, that he didn’t want children; but then she saw the tears in his eyes, the wide grin that broke on his hopelessly handsome face and she breathed a sigh of relief.

“I never thought I’d be this happy,” he finally said, taking her hands tenderly and kissing them. “You make me so happy Sonya!”

“And you me,” she said. “But if it’s a Werefrog we’re abandoning him at a farm in Kansas!”

“How about a Werecow?” Diesel teased.

“No, a Wereleopard!” Sonya said touching her belly protectively.

“Weresquirrel?” Diesel asked and Sonya hit him in the arm.

Diesel chuckled and put his hand on top of Sonya’s, both their hands sending a clear message to the baby and the world beyond; this was their happiness and they would go to any lengths to protect it.

The End.