"That's good. Okay, so about what I found...can you put me on speaker or something with the boys? I don't want to have to repeat all this again."
"Sure. Let me see if Apollo has come out of the shower yet."
Lachlan walked out of the room and found both the Greatdrakes boys dishing up breakfast. Well, Valentine was. Apollo was standing in the kitchen with a piece of bacon in each hand.
"Layla's found something," Lachlan said and put his phone down in the middle of the small kitchen table. "The boys are here, Lay Lay."
"And how is my favorite little dragon?" she cooed. "Apollo, I need verbal confirmation that you are okay."
"He can't give it to you because his mouth is too full of the bacon he's stuffing into it," Valentine answered.
Layla laughed on the other end of the line. "So he's perfectly fine. Excellent. Okay, boys, gather around. I've been deep-diving the Sanguis Vitae and their frontChrysopoeia. I have found blueprints of the building in Paris, but I'm still trying to get into their system to learn about the security. From what I can tell,the system is in a closed loop, with everything running off their personal servers. I could get in there, but I would need one of you to be in the building to do it. That brings me to my next bit of news... They are having an auction tonight. It's invite-only, but Val could work some magic around that."
"They know who we are, Layla. I can't see us being able to just walk in there," Lachlan pointed out.
"That's the best bit! It's a masquerade party, so no one will recognize you."
Valentine rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Do they have a catalog of items posted? I want to see if they have anything good."
"They do. Looks like a bunch of old manuscripts mostly. Medieval texts with drawings in them. I didn't look too close, but I can send you the list."
"Excellent. I'm always hunting for new things."
"Jesus, Val. We need to get in the building to get Apollo's blood or corrupt their samples, not go shopping," Lachlan grumbled.
Apollo grinned at Valentine. "Depends on what they have? We could always work in a heist while we are there."
"Seems remiss of us not to take them off their hands. There might even be something there to help Dad's research," Valentine added. "The best way to hide a crime is to get everyone to focus on another crime. It's a great idea if I do say so myself."
Lachlan ran a hand through his curls. He forgot that he was trying to talk to dragons and magicians. Both were hoarders of shiny things.
"Come on, guys. We don't havetimeto plan a heist. We don't even have clothes and masks to blend in tonight," he tried to argue.
"We are in Paris, honey. You and Val can work out the complicated stuff. Leave the clothes and masks to me," Apollo said with a triumphant smile.
Lachlan knew he should argue some more, but it was pointless. He was outvoted, and Apollo had called him 'honey' in front of Layla and Valentine. He couldn't fight against that even if he tried.
17
Apollo couldn't look Lachlan in the eyes without blushing like a damn fool. Could he blame the momentary lapse in judgment on being half asleep? Maybe for the handy that Lachlan had given him but not for him purposely going into the bathroom to watch him wank.
Fuck. He couldn't even blame it on his dragon because they had been of one mind when he had followed Lachlan into the bathroom. And he had fuckingbithim.
He couldn't help it. He knew Lachlan would be hot as fuck naked, but his excellent imagination hadn't lived up to it. He was sculpted like a god with a great sized dick that would rearrange his insides and an ass so perky, Apollo wanted to sink his teeth into one of his brown cheeks. Or both of them.
Apollo couldn't believe a man with an ass like that hadn't been topped. He didn't know how anyone could resist it. It was a struggle not to get hard every time he thought about it.
Apollo must have had a dreamy look on his face because as soon as Lachlan had gone out of the apartment to check on security and get some more groceries, Valentine cornered him.
"What's going on with you and Lachie, baby brother," he demanded.
"Nothing? What? It's none of your business," Apollo said, crossing his arms.
Valentine let out a long-suffering sigh. "I knew you had been pining for him for over a year, but it's clear that you've finally acted on it."
Apollo hurried into the kitchen to make another coffee. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Valentine followed him in, refusing to let it go. "Bullshit. Lachie came out of your room this morning, and it looked like his chest had been mauled by a dick-crazy animal."
