“C’mon, mate. Let’s get you into bed. You’re exhausted.”
I was not going to argue with that.
Chapter 14
Braxton
True to his word, Kip did manage to stay in bed for almost an entire day. After our shower, he climbed into bed and fell asleep. He awoke for a while, had dinner with me, and we talked a little bit about how things would change now that we were mated. I talked a little bit about things I wanted to update around the house. He had yet to even take a full tour of the place, but I hoped that he would come up with his own ideas, wants, and desires for our house.
Then he slept for a good twelve hours. I brought him breakfast in bed, which he ate, and then he dozed for a while longer. It was mid-afternoon when I finally came into the room.
“Sweetheart, my love. You do have to get up.”
He smiled into the pillow he was currently snuggling but didn’t open his eyes. “Are you sure?”
“Well, your parents are expecting you home today. Any moment, really. And your phone has gone off a few times. They probably want to know where you are.”
He pushed himself up to a sitting position and reached for his phone on the nightstand. “My mom wants to know if I’ll be home for dinner and if I want anything special. And also, if I’ll be bringing anyone special.”
“What do you think? Meeting the parents seems like a pretty serious step. Are we ready for that?”
He nudged me with his leg. “Pretty sure you’ve met my parents.”
“Not as your mate.” Admittedly, the thought terrified me. I was good enough to be an enforcer for the den. Kip’s father had interviewed me for the position. But was I good enough for their son?
“Has my brother been bugging you?” he asked.
I shook my head. “No, but I did let the Alpha know that we were back and that we had news for him. He called and of course guessed right away. He would like to congratulate us formally, of course.”
“Oh wow. I guess I didn’t think about the fact that we needed to inform the Alpha that we were mated. Where has my brain gone?”
“You’ve been on vacation, love. And also, you’re cooking a human.”
“Cooking?”
I shrugged.
“Incubating. Incubating is more accurate.”
“A little less cute.”
“But more accurate. ‘Cooking a baby’ just sounds weird.” He wrinkled his nose.
“I did some laundry while you were asleep, so you’ve got clean clothes to wear to your parents. Also, I went ahead and put away your clothes. I cleared out half the dresser and most of the closet. I don’t have a ton of stuff.”
He smiled. “Making room for me in your life?”
“Always.”
“You ready to give me that grand tour?”
“Are you ready to get out of bed?”
Kip burrowed deeper into the blankets, grabbing a pillow and hugging it against his body. “No, don’t make me. It’s so comfortable here.”
“I did splurge when I bought the bed. I’m glad you like it. If you need something different, we can get something different.”
“Braxton, at my parents’ house, I’m sleeping on the bed I’ve slept on since I was twelve. This is amazing. I think it’s nicer than the bed in our cabin.”
