Ashlyn Chase - How to Date a Dragon

“Claudia, my mother is driving me crazy,” Bliss stood on the porch and whispered loudly into the phone.

“Ugh. What is she doing?”

Bliss let out a long sigh. “One minute she’s treating me like a kid, and the next she’s begging me to get married. Aren’t there laws against marrying off little kids?”

“It sounds like you need a night on the town.”

“Oh, yes, please!”

Bliss’s mother opened the front door. “What are you doing out here, Blissy?”

“Argh. I told you not to call me that anymore.”

Her mother shrugged. “It’s your nickname, isn’t it?”

Bliss pinched the bridge of her nose. “Ma, I’m on the phone.”

“I can see that. Who are you talking to?”

Bliss thrust the phone into her mother’s hand. “Here. Why don’t you ask her?”

Her mother made a sound of disgust and pushed the phone back toward Bliss. “I don’t want to interrupt. I was just curious.”

“It’s not your future son-in-law, okay?” Bliss took back the phone and waited while her mother returned to the house and shut the door.

Whispering frantically to Claudia, she said, “Do you see what I mean?”

“Oh, Lord. You need more than a night out. You need to go shopping for a new apartment.”

“No kidding. Have you heard of any?”

“I’m asking around but so far the only places I’ve heard about are too expensive.”

“I guess I’ll have to empty my savings and pay a Realtor to find a decent place I can afford. It was good of you to look, but I can’t stay here much longer.”

“How did you hear about your last place?” Claudia asked.

“My printer told me about it. Her neighbor was going to China and needed to sublet.”

“So you just kind of fell into it. It could happen that way again…” Claudia didn’t sound as confident as her words.

“I’m afraid I’ll wind up committing murder if I stay here. If I look at it that way, the Realtor will be a bargain.”

“True. So when are you coming into the city again? I’ll make dinner reservations at that place we wanted to try on Prince Street.”

“How about now?”

Claudia laughed. “Oh, brother. You’re really desperate.”

“Did you not hear my interfering mother? At least I got a new greeting card out of it.”

“Cool. Let me hear it!”

“Mother, dearest, I know you mean well, but knock off the nagging—it’s a guilt trip to hell.”

“It’s not your best, but you’re probably off your game right now.”

“Probably?”

“I know. I sympathize.”

“What do you know about it? Your parents live in Florida.”

“Thank goodness. So, let’s pick a night when you can come into the city and stay at my place overnight.”

“I may never leave…”

“Threatening me won’t help your cause.”

“Sorry. Listen, I’ll call a Realtor.” Bliss shifted from foot to foot. “Then I’ll call you back when I have some appointments and we can get together the night before, if I can stay with you.”

“Of course. Maybe you can look up the hottie fireman you were telling me about.”

After a sad pause, Bliss said, “He’s tall, blond, heroic, and did I mention absolutely gorgeous? What would he want with a broad like me?”

“Stop it. Using the word ‘broad’ makes you sound like you’re from the nineteen-thirties.”

“Great. My mother thinks I’m a kid one minute and an old maid the next. Now you think I’m a grandmother from the nineteen-thirties. I’m getting a little messed up.”

Claudia sighed. “Don’t worry. We’ll sort you out.”

“I hope so. Well, I should go and call a Realtor.”

“Okay. Oh, and Bliss?”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t be too hard on your mother. She just wants what she thinks is best for you.”

“Well, homicide isn’t best for either of us. Unless a nice homicide detective shows up. Then I’m sure her spirit will forgive me.”

“Maybe I’ll have better luck with the B ’s,” Drake muttered. “After all, her name is Bliss.” He drifted off into a fantasy of how blissful it would be to make love to her.

He had called every greeting card company beginning with A and had to stop to recharge his phone. He felt like a dork asking for Bliss each time and being told he had a wrong number, or worse. Some people treated him like a pervert! But if that was the only way to find her, he’d keep it up until he reached the last Z or his phone died permanently.

As he was about to check his battery again, the alarm went off and the firehouse sprang to life. The guys put on their gear and used the pole to get to the garage quickly.

“Any luck?” Benjamin asked.

“No, but I’ve just started.” No one had to know he’d made sixty calls already.

Drake was glad for the distraction. He could drive himself a little crazy when he became obsessed with something or, in this case, someone. He really had to learn to let go.

He jumped up into the ladder truck and leaned out the window. Before long, they were rolling out onto the road.

They were heading to Boylston Street. Not far from the area where Bliss had lived before the fire. Maybe she still has friends in the neighborhood and … He shook his head hard, as if to sweep her out of his mind. Knock it off, Cameron. Chances are slim that she’s still nearby. She said she was going to be living with her parents and they could be anywhere.

When they rolled up to the school building, nothing seemed amiss except for the smoke alarm going off inside and dozens of people standing around on the sidewalk.

The chief ordered the public back, clearing the area.

Drake grabbed an ax and led his comrades inside. No smoke on the first floor. They continued up the stairs and did a sweep of the second, then the third. So far, nothing. Must have been a false alarm. It happened, especially in schools. Probably a student didn’t want to take an exam until he or she had more time to study.

Little bastards. Why can’t they give up a night of partying and study like they’re supposed to?

When the building had been thoroughly checked and the alarm turned off, he trudged out onto the sidewalk. Suddenly, in the crowd across the street, he thought he caught a glimpse of her. It couldn’t be. It’s probably just…

A couple with a stroller moved and he got a better look. Holy shit. It is her!

He charged across the street and grabbed the surprised, elusive woman by the arms. “Bliss. That’s your name, isn’t it?”

“Yeah.” She was staring at him as if she had just seen a ghost.

“I’ve been…” Whoa. Play it cool, Cameron. “I was hoping to run into you again. Thanks for the creative card. Where are you staying?”

The chief yelled over at him, and Drake held up one hand as if to say, give me a minute.

“With my parents. I’m going crazy there and came back to look at apartments today. Is this neighborhood prone to fires? If so, I’d better look elsewhere.”

“No! I mean, no, it’s plenty safe.”

She smiled and something inside him melted. The chief yelled at him again and started walking over.

“Listen, before I go, can you give me your number? I’d like to ask you out sometime.” He started to back away.

“Sure.” She grinned and rattled off her cell phone number.

The chief yelled out, “Hey, Cameron!”

“Wait! Is Cameron your first or last name?” Bliss asked.

“Last. My first name’s Drake.” He glanced in the chief’s direction. “Uh, I’d better run.”

Benjamin called after the chief. “Give him a minute, boss. That’s the girl he’s been looking for.”