“Maybe, but she might just be an early bloomer.”
“No, no, no…don’t even think that. I’m not prepared to be an uncle and she sure-as-shit isn’t prepared to be a mother…she can barely take care of herself.”
Reeve shook his head, chuckling. “It’s fascinating to see how your mind works,cariño, but I’m sure CeCe doesn’t want to get pregnant, which is why she’s flirting with me. Follow?”
Frowning, Kahn rubbed his forehead. “My head hurts from all this crap. Tell me your plan to keep my sister from making a mistake she’ll regret.”
“Okay…I was speaking to Patty and she mentioned…” Reeve paused at the sound of their doorbell ringing. Raising an eyebrow, he whispered, “Are you expecting someone?”
“No…are you?” Kahn asked as the person outside pressed the doorbell again.
Shaking his head, Reeve held his finger up to his lips just as the doorbell rang a third time.
“Boss? Your mate’s mother told me where you were. Can we talk? It’s important.”
Inwardly groaning, Reeve closed his eyes for a moment before opening them and whispering to his mate, “Doyou mind? He wouldn’t interrupt me if there wasn’t a problem.”
“Nope…see what he wants, then come find me…I’ll be waiting for you naked and wet in the shower. Don’t be too long…” Kahn said, backing out of Reeve’s arms and giving his mate a look full of sexual promise before heading upstairs.
When the doorbell rang again, Reeve turned around, cursing the bad timing. Wrenching the door open, he growled, “What is it?”
Startled, Heath stared at Reeve and, seeing his friend’s agitated state, muttered, “Never mind.” Taking a step back, he started to turn away, and then suddenly a hand grabbed his arm, stopping him.
“Hey, I’m sorry,” Reeve said, pulling Heath inside and shutting the door behind him. When his friend didn’t reply, Reeve took the moment to examine him and what he saw had him kicking himself for his rudeness. “C’mon, we can talk in the kitchen while I make us some coffee.”
Heath followed his friend into the kitchen and sat down. He was feeling miserable and was sure Reeve would laugh his head off once he found out what had happened.
Waiting for the coffee to brew, Reeve leaned against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest. When the silence became overwhelming, he asked, “When did you get back?”
Eyes downcast, Heath mumbled, “Last night.”
That answer hardly helped Reeve figure out what the hell was making his friend so unhappy. “I bet your family was happy to see you.”
Shrugging, Heath muttered, “Yeah, they were.”
“Everyone okay?”
“Yup.”
Well, it’s not his family.Pouring coffee into two mugs, he slid one over to Heath before taking a sip of his. Setting it down, he asked, “What’s the matter, Heath? I can’t help you if I don’t know.”
Unable to stop himself, Heath growled, “He laughed at me.”
When nothing else was forthcoming, Reeve asked angrily, “Who laughed? Tell me and I’ll kick his fucking ass. Who fucking dared laugh at you?”
The thought of Reeve hurting his mate catapulted Heath out of his chair, which fell backward onto the floor. “You better not!” he roared, his hands clenched by his side.
Surprised at his normally easy-going friend’s reaction, Reeve snapped, “Fine…I won’t kick his butt. Now will you fucking tell me what the hell is going on?”
Shaking his head, Heath bent down, picked the chair up, and sat back down on it.
Throwing up his hands in frustration, Reeve growled, “I’morderingyou to tell me who laughed at you…and why!”
Heath had been trained too well to disobey a direct order. Looking down at the floor, he finally murmured, “My mate.”
Chapter 5
Staring disbelievingly at Heath, Reeve echoed what his friend said, “Your mate? Are you sure? Does he know?”
