And we’ll see you tonight about six.
You got it, bro.Cullen disengaged from the mental call, and Cosmo chuckled.
He has his hands full. We’ll see you tonight.
You will.
Soon it would be him who had his hands full, and that was exciting, fascinating, even. He wanted to be a father with Evander, to see what their baby looked like, what he or she could do. He wanted to love them both like he did his plants. To grow his child with such care.
Hopefully, he could do it.
Surely he could, right?
Evander held him tighter, and he fought the urge to cry.
“Shhh. All is well, lethean. You’re just full of new hormones. I love you so.”
He took a deep breath. “Hormones and surprise. What if?—”
“Not yet. No what-ifs right now. This time is for joy.”
“I’m all over experiencing those emotions.” He glanced up at his mate. “You give me immense joy.”
“It’s my entire job.” Evander waggled his eyebrows. “Being an immense joy.”
He pinched Evander just the slightest bit—not too hard, just enough to make one nipple tight.
“See? You enjoyed that far too much.” Evander winked, his eyes heating.
Because he simply had to. Evander was simply— It was so hard to be in a bad mood around him, so Corbin pinched again, this time letting his fingers linger, maybe doing a little tweak, not enough to hurt, but enough to arouse.
“Mmmm.” That dark, deep, throaty sound was incredibly sexual. “Careful, love. I might not be able to hold back if you keep that up.”
“It wouldn’t be a disaster. We have until dinnertime before we have to be public…”
And they had plenty of time.
Plenty of time to make each other very happy.
To give each other immense joy.
“Well, when you put it that way…” Evander reeled him right in and took his mouth by storm.
He opened up, and his world dissolved around him.
Chapter
Eight
Evander liked his new family.
Well, his new brothers. But today, he was going to meet with his new mother-in-law. She had sent word that she was sorry, that Corbin had every right to do what he wanted in his own home, and that she would like to meet with them.
Ev was expecting an ambush of some sort.
Don’t stress it, love. If she ambushes you, I’ll bite her.Corbin bared his teeth, all dramatic.
It’s not your mother I worry on, my love. It’s who she might bring with her.He wouldn’t put it past her to enlist other fae to try to sway them both to give up mating.
