Fifty - Three Phobias

Fifty-Three: Phobias

Chris

I am sitting in the kitchen eating breakfast when Dustin comes walking in. He is in a pair of black sweatpants. I watch him as he grabs some coffee and takes a seat across from me. I can see some marks on his shoulders, and I have a feeling that last night must have gone well.

“I am going to assume that you are now engaged,” I state.

“You are assuming right my friend,” He says with a smile.

I congratulate him, and we sit there and talk for a while. I am not thrilled to be letting him know that the vamps still aren’t talking. I let him know how things are going. I can see he isn’t happy. I am not happy about it either. I know we are going to have to have my sisters get them to talk. I know none of the guys wants them around my sisters, considering that they tried to help kidnap the kids to get my sisters.

“We have no choice. I have to get them involved if we want to get anywhere.” I tell him.

“I know. I will send a link later and have all