Page 77 of Zombies, Satyrs and Vampires, Oh My!

He opens the laptop and clicks a few times, then he turns it to face me.

“Chester has been doing research and Atticus has helped with all his crazy computer skills. Turns out there are monster children that don’t always find a home. Sometimes they end up living in towns like ours, but I wanted to create a stable, safe place for them.”

My eyes swim in my unshed tears. I blink and they pour down my face. I stare at my beautiful husband and wonder how I ever got so lucky to meet him.

“For the time being we’re going to build a foster group home in town so we know they have somewhere to go. Then we’ll create some sort of vetting system for monster couples to apply to foster. We’re just in the beginning stages of this, and I’m sure it’s going to be crazy and more challenging than I’m thinking. But I thought you’d want to know.”

I briefly glance at the screen to see a model home drawing of the facility. It reads: The Wells Family Home.

“We don’t have to adopt them all to give them a home and a name to claim,” he says.

I tackle him then, pushing him back on the bed and kissing him all over his chest. His laptop falls—somewhere—but I just keep kissing his sweet grumpy face.

“You are the very best man in the world; have I ever told you that?”

He grins up at me. “Once or twice.” He wraps his arms around me. “Happy?”

“Deliriously,” I say. “This foster thing for the monster kids is so damn amazing. I’m just in awe of your consideration and love.”

“It’s easy for me, Rosebud. I have an endless amount of money.”

“Plenty of people out there have a bunch of money and would not help their next-door neighbor. But you,” I shake my head. “You just see the world and all the hidden pieces of pain, and you pour your love all over it. I’m proud to be your wife.”

“You inspired me. My sweet, brave Rosebud who sent the sexiest little voicemail to her boss, then drove to his home to apologize…”

“I don’t think that was bravery. That was idiocy. I don’t regret how it ended up though.”

“No, Rosie, you are so brave, so fearless. I love you because of your love.”

I cup his face and kiss him.

“I love you, Rosie Wells.”

“I love you, Hudson Wells.”