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And that’s when a voice bellows, “What the hell is he doing here?”

We all turn to see Baxter Thunderbody stalking toward us, nostrils flaring, eyes narrowed.

Rowan eyes him up and down and smirks. “Long time no see, Bax.”

“Gasp! Could he be the one we heard about from Bax’s past?” Max stage-whispers.

From the way the two men are facing off, that story could probably rival an episode of The Young and the Monstrous.

Sylvia arrives and stands with her hands on her hips, grinning from ear to ear. “I had a feeling you’d be showing up, Rowan. How’ve you been?”

“You know each other?” Hal asks with wide-eyed innocence, still not picking up on what I think most of us already have.

Sylvia snorts with amusement. “Course I do. Rowan spent a summer here years ago when he and Baxter were dating.”

CHAPTER TWENTY

Cryptids United in Delightful Dating and Love Encouragement (CUDDLE) Forum

SuperShySasquatch: We kissed!

IPutTheBrahInChupacabra: I’m giving you a virtual high five right now.

YetiOrNotHereICome: I’m having all the feels over here! You two are so precious.

LoungeSingerLizardMan: Ah, young love. I remember it well.

MerMagicMan: Was there tongue involved?

NessieNeedsLoveToo: How was it? All that you hoped for?

SuperShySasquatch: It was downright dreamy. I had the tingles all over. I’m surprised my hair wasn’t all standing on end. Sure, my technique was awkward since I don’t have much experience, but we made it work. I can’t wait to do it again. For practice. *heart eyes emoji*

IPutTheBrahInChupacabra: Good work, bro. Glad it went well.

YetiOrNotHereICome: I’m sure you made it totally romantic.

SuperShySasquatch: We slow danced in my living room in the candlelight and it was perfect.

LoungeSingerLizardMan: You’re bringing hope to my washed-up and jaded heart, my friend. Thank you.

SuperShySasquatch: If I was able to find true love, you can too. In the words of a band I’m sure you’re familiar with, don’t stop believing!

Hal

“How delightful! It seems I’ve arrived just in time for the drama,” Kassiel drawls as he strolls up, cane in hand and hot on Sylvia’s big reveal.

Rowan laughs. “It’s been a long time, Sylvia. You haven’t aged a day.”

“Neither have you,” she retorts.

He waves a hand dismissively. “Those fae genetics beat anything on the anti-aging market.”

“Oh, I can’t wait to get to know you both! Welcome back to Mystic Hollow. I’m Max MacLeod, supermanny extraordinaire. With me are Princess Peach.” He nods to his Chihuahua, still cradled in one arm and still bored by all of us. “And the silly goose of a hellhound is Waffles.” The enormous hellhound whimpers yet again. “Now, not to be that bitch—scratch that, I’m totally going to be that bitch—but please, tell us more,” Max says, eyes sparkling. “You’re Bax’s ex?”

Far from irritated, Rowan appears amused by Max’s interest. “I wish I had something more titillating to share, but me and Bax are ancient history.”

“You got that right,” my friend grumbles.