Annie Nicholas: Koishi

She poked his stomach and it didn’t budge. “You’re getting soft.”

“I know.” He shrugged. Why argue? “It’s not like I have a choice, Mother.” Chewing his bottom lip, he regarded her hard form. How unlike Sandra. “How much gold do you want?” He only had two days with his human companion and he tired of wasting it on the one female who’d never really cared about him.

She raised an eyebrow. “It’s that bad?”

“Bad? What’s bad?”

“I’m your mother, Ishi. Showing up naked at the gate smelling like fresh sex and delicate human female flesh?” She strolled toward the tunnel leading to his bedchamber. “Willing to part with gold so you can go back to her? That’s the tragedy.”

He blocked her path. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Hmm…fine.” She glanced over his shoulder. “Nothing except heartache will come from it. They don’t live long, you know?”

Years of experience helped him school his expression, but inside, his heart shattered. He did know this and it didn’t matter. “You’ve nothing to worry about.”

As soon as Ishi left, Sandra dressed with the first things she pulled out of the trunk and then paced the room. What was going on? Why was his mother here? The room shrank. This morning it had seemed so big that she thought she’d float away, but now it didn’t contain enough space to hide. She was waiting on two dragons, who were probably discussing her. Would his mother try to eat her?

She could imagine him asking, “Mother, would you like dark meat or white?” Shaking the thought from her head, she edged closer to the bedroom door. He wouldn’t do that. Trust, she’d promised trust. He’d already had every opportunity to hand her over to his mother and hadn’t done it.

Creeping down the hall, she stopped when she heard talking. The urge to peek inside the room was intense, but she managed to curl herself into a small ball on the tunnel floor instead and like an idiot, she eavesdropped.

Ishi told his mother she had nothing to worry about when it came to falling in love with a human.

Sandra’s heart settled somewhere between her ankles. If something struck her, she was sure her chest would ring hollow.

On numb feet she rose, using the wall for balance. She wanted to throw up. To think, she almost would have wasted her limited finances to return here. Boy, the joke truly would have been on her. Best prank her dragon could have pulled.

She wiped a stray tear from her cheek. Her worst suspicions were true. She’d fallen in love with a creature who would never return her feelings.

Blinking the tears away, she tightened her gut and tugged her soul from despair. She deserved better. What the hell had she been thinking? That a dragon would fall in love with her and sweep her into a happily forever after? What a moron. Inside her heart, she’d known this was the truth, but she had allowed herself to believe in his lies.

“Mother!” Ishi’s command snapped Sandra out of her pity party for one. “Where are you going?”

“Nowhere special.” Around the corner strode a female of stature and strength. She seemed more than capable of knocking Sandra back home with one punch and saving her the airfare. Her long black hair reminded Sandra of Ishi’s, except instead of flowing behind her back it hung in dreadlocks. Their gazes locked. “Well, well. Didn’t your mother teach you that eavesdropping is rude?”

Ishi almost ran her over. “Sandra!” His eyes narrowed as he tossed her a why-don’t-you-ever-do-as-I-ask look.

“I wasn’t…” She pressed her hand to her chest, then let her shoulders sag. She’d been caught fair and square. “Sure she did, but it doesn’t mean I listened to everything she told me.” She shrugged.

“Is this human from this world or ours?”

Sandra raised her eyebrow and set her hands on her hips. “She’s from this one.”

Ishi skirted his mother and drew Sandra further away. “Why don’t you return to the bed chamber?” It was more of an order than a request. He emphasized it with a little push in the right direction.

“Are you afraid I’ll eat her?” His mother didn’t follow as Sandra took a few steps in the direction he encouraged her to go. “It’s unnatural to bed them. If we were intended to mate, they’d have a life span to match ours.”

Sandra hesitated at the threshold at those words. His mother was right, wasn’t she? Escaping into the bedroom, she resumed her pacing. If she ate right and exercised, maybe she’d live until her nineties. That was what in dragon years? One? She hung her head. They were doomed before they even started.

Bet his mother had never been in love her whole superlong existence. Sandra stopped in front of a full-length mirror and stared. She loved him. She hugged herself tight. Hell.

The next couple of decades wouldn’t be so bad, but she’d age, and eventually it would catch up to her. Flying with him would become detrimental to her health, let alone the invasions through the gate, or living in a volcano.

Did she want to see the desire in his eyes fade?

With a heavy heart, she shuffled to the bedside table and pocketed the saji. He’d given her the best couple days of her life. No man would ever compare to him.

He had ruined her for anyone else.

It wasn’t fair. She whirled around and raced to the doorway, listening. The tunnel was quiet. She peeked and found it empty of dragons or goblin. On tiptoe, she went in the direction of the ledge and the only exit on foot from Ishi’s den.

She’d rather fade into a happy memory. The alternative would only destroy her…and possibly Ishi. The gatekeeper deserved a female who could stay at his side forever, not for just a few fleeting years.

Ishi guided his mother to the gate by the arm. “Nice of you to drop in. Now it’s time to go.” For good measure, he tried to shove her through, but she ground her heels into the stone. The solid material moved as if made of putty to give her better leverage.

She always was better at controlling the element. A great warrior knew how to use both weapon and magic with equal skill. His mother might appear a common grunt, but magic pumped within her blood and she’d had many more centuries than him to hone those talents.

“Leave me be, Mother. I enjoy her company and I’ve grown weary of these empty tunnels.”

“At least choose one from our lands. She’d understand you better, with less expectations upon your relationship.”

“I’m not looking for a whore.” He scrubbed his scalp, hoping to loosen some thoughts.

“I’ve sent you some lovely dragonesses to warm your den. The last two said you sent them away moments after they arrived.” She caressed his cheek with a tenderness she hadn’t displayed since the day of his birth.

He groaned and turned away from her touch. “Is that what this visit is about? I don’t need you to play matchmaker.”

“Of course you do. You’re stuck out here all by yourself.”

His groan transformed into a growl. “Mother, you’re going to drive me to bed males. I’ve been living in Inverness for so long that I’ve begun to think like the humans.” He retreated from her, but never turned his back. “I socialize with them, I eat with them, and I’ve become immersed in their technology.” Pointing in Sandra’s general direction in the bedchamber, he confronted his mother. “I have more in common with that woman than any dragoness you’ve sent me.”

Mother scowled. “That’s what I’ve feared. This damn gate business is a trap, a prison for my only child.” The corners of her lips turned downward. “I won’t stand for it, Ishi. You’re worthy of happiness but this damn gate won’t let you have it.”