Because I loved the baby.
Even if it was the spawn of an asshole.
Keifer stopped the picnic table easily.
It was comical, though, seeing the looks on everyone’s faces when they saw me do that. Even Juno, who was standing meekly beside Skylar.
All of the men looked at me incredulously, too.
“What are you looking at?” I asked, walking forward.
I was very aware of my near nakedness.
I just hoped that my goodies weren’t quite as obvious as I was thinking they were.
“Hello my little babies,” I cooed at my three dragon babies. “How are you today?”
Pictures of a pool filled with ice were sent to me through a mind-picture as I liked to call it, and I smiled down at them.
I ignored the men that moved out of my way as I made my way to the pool and looked at my three friends. The only three friends it felt like I had around here lately.
“Sorry babies, I’m going for a swim. If I make it cold, I can’t get in it,” I explained patiently to them.
Then a picture of the three of them swimming around at my feet underneath the water had me smiling.
“Of course you can come swim with me,” I told them as I passed a very seething Keifer.
I knocked him with my shoulder on the way past, and he hissed in a breath at the contact.
Oh, did I forget that I could now push my thoughts on other people? Make them see what I was mad about? Show them exactly what I wanted to do to them? Like an itty bitty picture show just for them.
That was courtesy of my little hellion, too.
Although nobody had witnessed it yet.
Well, now they had, but Keifer didn’t count.
Because I was mad at him, and he could suck my nuts…or lack thereof.
I jumped—or cannon balled—into the pool’s deep end, splashing Skylar, Nikolai, Ian and Kiefer in the process.
As I went under, I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped me.
I’d learned to manipulate water, too.
See, I’d had a lot of nothing to do since Keifer had informed everyone he was going to be King.
A lot of nothing equaled lots of time to practice…and plot.
Holding my breath, I swam to the other side of the pool and flipped until I was floating on my back underneath the water.
Then closing my eyes to concentrate, I created a space in the water. An air bubble of sorts, and took a deep breath of air.
It was like when you were a kid and dragged the bucket upside down into the water, allowing a pocket of air to form. Then stuck your head into it to breathe, which was essentially what I’d done.
I smiled when I realized how much easier it’d been to do this time than when I’d done the same thing just yesterday.
I stayed under the water so long that the dragons started to tickle my feet with the little horns at the tops of their nose, and I finally came up for air to find everyone in the backyard gone except for Keifer.
Impressive.
I’d only been under the water for a couple of minutes.
“What was that that you just did?” He asked cautiously.
His tone came out neutrally, but I could tell he was genuinely interested in what I’d done.
“I created a bucket,” I replied cryptically.
He raised a brow at me.
“What?” He moved forward.
I mimicked a bubble of water, and then started to explain when I realized I was mad at him.
“I’m not talking to you,” I said stubbornly, turning my back to him.
He growled in frustration.
“What the hell is your problem?” He barked, startling me slightly.
I ignored him, taking a deep breath, then submerged myself once again, playing a modified tag of sorts with the dragons swimming around me.
Then when I turned around to go for the surface to get a breath of air, my leg was suddenly dragged under even further, making all my remaining air leach out of me in a quick rush.
“Eeeee!” I screamed, panic coursing through my every synapse as I kicked and thrashed.
If I would’ve calmed down, I would’ve known it was only Keifer, but the panic had a hold of me and I fought for my life from an unknown source.
I twisted and kicked, punched and screamed.
That’s about when I realized I had air that was allowing me to scream.
And I opened my eyes to find my bubble back in place.
With the addition of Keifer.
“What the fuck,” he breathed, looking through the air.
I blinked. “You scared the hell out of me.”
“I’m sorry, I was about to let you go when I realized you didn’t have any air, but then this appeared and I forgot what I was doing.
“You forgot that you were drowning your wife? Mate?” I asked skeptically.
He shook his head.
“I wasn’t drowning you,” he gestured to the bubble of air. “How’d you figure out how to do this?”