I chuckled while Maxwell nodded. “Camden is with child, yes. And since we work together and have a somewhat slower caseload at the moment, we’ve decided to come back to work early. We will take some time off after he has the baby.”
“Can I share the news with Phineas? He’ll be so excited.”
“It’s no secret,” I said as I glanced up at Maxwell. “At least, I don’t believe it is?”
“It’s not. Everyone in the council will know soon enough. With Camden’s quick gestation, we’ll be taking more time off in just a few weeks really.”
Ramsey’s eyes widened. “Do not mention to Phineas that I didn’t pick up on the fact that Dr. Kennedy is a fox shifter.”
I was confused, but Maxwell threw his head back and laughed. I looked at Ramsey, still confused. “He’s laughing because my mate is also a fox shifter.”
“Oh,” I said. “Well, since I don’t know your mate, I won’t say anything. There are a lot of different scents out here anyway, so it’s understandable.”
Ramsey smiled. “Thank you. There really are. And to be honest, I scented fox but didn’t quite pick up on the fact that it wasn’tmyfox.”
“How are the children doing?” Maxwell asked.
“They’re good. Rynn is bigger than Hazel, but that’s expected. I’m just incredibly thankful that they and my mate are doing well.” Ramsey gestured over his shoulder. “I promised Phineas that I would swing by and pick up some maple bars aswell as plain donuts before they’re all gone. I better get them so I can take them back to him before I have to be at work.”
“Understood,” Maxwell said. “We’re going to be getting a selection of things for the clinic. I’m not sure just how busy we’ll be today, but I know that if nothing else, Owen will enjoy the donuts.”
“What’s this Owen stuff?” I asked, certainly not serious at all. “Pregnant omega here. Why wouldn’t I enjoy them?”
Maxwell’s eyes widened. “I didn’t even think. You haven’t asked for sweets. Are you craving them?”
I rolled my eyes and pulled on the door to open it. “Sweets are always a good thing as far as I’m concerned,” I told the pair standing there. “It was very nice meeting you, Ramsey,” I added. I disappeared inside, suddenly overwhelmed with the scents of bliss. Yes, this was what I had missed the most since leaving Bangor. There was a bakery I loved to stop at and treat myself every so often, but something I’d noticed two days ago was my craving for something lemony. I didn’t know if it was the tartness or the actual fruit that I was craving. It wasn’t exactly a normal craving, as far as I knew, but here I was, standing in line to see if they had anything lemony.
“You are fond of sweets,” Maxwell said as he joined me and placed his hand on my back.
“I am. It seems that at the moment, my body really wants something sweet and lemony. I’m not sure if they have that here today or not, but it doesn’t hurt to ask. And I really wanted to come inside and see.” I sighed. “I don’t know what came over me,” I said as I looked up at my mate.
Maxwell leaned close. “Well, if they don’t have what you want, just say what it is, and I’ll provide that for you.” Maxwell sent me a confused look. We took a step forward, and then he leaned closer again. “Why didn’t you say something? I’ll happily provide you with anything you desire or crave.”
I grinned up at him. “I know. And it isn’t something you did or didn’t do. I don’t normally crave any one particular flavor of something, but I noticed recently that I really wanted something lemon. It wasn’t an overly powerful craving, so I let it go. It wasn’t as if I didn’t have enough other things to eat.” I had never had such an abundant selection of foods before. Maxwell, as a warlock, could obviously provide anything we had desired for our meals.
I’d learned that he could cook, but he often didn’t. I didn’t know if I would either if I had the ability to snap or wave my hands and things suddenly appeared.
When it was our turn at the counter, Maxwell stepped forward and tugged me along with him.
“Good morning, Dr. King. You’ve been absent lately.”
“Lewis, it’s good to see you again,” Maxwell said. He pulled me even closer, and I smiled over at the slender blond behind the counter. “Lewis, this is my One, Camden,” he said. “Camden, this is Lewis. He’s fae and runs the place with Beau, who is also fae.”
“Dr. King? You’re mated?” Lewis asked.
Maxwell smiled. “Yes. Camden is the council’s new doctor, who is here to run the clinic with me. It just so happened that he was my One as well.”
Lewis’s mouth dropped open, and he stood there staring at us.
“You’ve shocked him.”
I looked behind us and smiled up at Ramsey. “Apparently. I didn’t do anything.”
Ramsey grinned. “Beau!” he called out, getting the attention of someone else. Beau came over and stared at Lewis.
“What did you do to him?” Beau asked.
“Dr. King is mated,” Ramsey said as he placed a hand on my shoulder. I realized he’d done the same to Maxwell as well.
