Chapter 145
“But she gave you a son.”
“Mmm.”
“Adam…” A thought started niggling at the edges of my mind. “Do you think we could…”
But Adam was out cold, and I realized it must be sunrise.
That was okay. I’d have time to think this through. The college I attended had an advanced genetics department. I couldn’t give the scientists who ran it samples of my sperm and Adam’s—they’d probably be able to tell Adam’s sperm wasn’t a normal’s. But what I coulddo was change my major and become a geneticist myself.
Once I got my degree, I’d discover a way to combine our little wrigglers, recruit someone…a day watcher maybe, or a girl from a saboresefamily…to carry our child, and Adam and I would have a little boy. Or a little girl. Or maybe even one of each. Our own twins? We’d start with one and see where that led us.
I never once questioned whether we’d be successful.
This child, half vampyre, would have a longer lifespan. Not as long as a pureblooded vampyre, but longer than a sabor