Tiernan smiled adoringly at our boy and steadied him. “Finish your cake and then we'll go home.”
“Here you are!” Bai was back with cake for the adults and one for Cat.
We were halfway through our slices when the hunters returned to the table and nodded. I breathed a sigh of relief.Those nods didn't just mean they'd gotten the Kumihos to safety. They also meant no one had been taken. I could go home with my family and relax for a few hours. We could even sleep there.
Wow. I hadn't thought of that. We didn't need to take over the hunter house or find a hotel. We could just laruk home every night. And the Demons could do the same. I looked over at Star to find him staring back at me. For a second, I was dazed. As if I'd been fairy-struck. Those refined features enchanted me—the aristocratic nose, the high cheekbones, and the arched brows. His hair was as black as mine, a true black, but its depth was softened by the caramel tones of his skin. Still, the darkness made his green eyes brighter, and as I watched, the gold within the green caught fire. His thin, stern lips parted, a breath passing over them. I leaned forward as if pulled magnetically. And he leaned in too, his stare going from hot to molten.
What the fuck?
With a shake of my head, I snapped out of it, jerked back, and lifted my chin. Nonchalantly, as if I hadn't been on the verge of kissing the King of Hell, I said, “We're going to sleep in Twilight tonight. Why don't you take your men back to Hell for a rest too? You can meet us at the hunter house in the morning.”
“Very well,” Star said, blinking rapidly. Then he set into his cake, as nonchalant as I was.
Nope, nothing to see here.
I glanced at my men, but they didn't seem to have noticed our strange, troublesome interlude. That was great, but it made me wonder how many times Star had looked at me like that during the day. With my kids there, I hadn't paid much attention to him. But I was betting my husbands had. Also, what the fuckjust happened? I had always found Star attractive, but this was on another level. Was this part of the postpartum mommy-brain madness? And should I tell my husbands about it? Damn it, that web of lies crap is real.
Chapter Twenty
I was expecting Daxon to pounce the moment we got alone. And he did. Just not in the way I thought he would.
We put the children to bed, then went to my tower room, and as soon as the door was shut, Daxon snarled, “That motherfucker!”
I blinked. “What? Who?”
“Astaroth,” Raza growled. “He was staring at you all day. Watching you with the kids.” He shook his head. “He looked jealous.”
“Of me?” I asked.
“No, babe, of us,” Killian said. “Someone wants to be a daddy.”
I snorted a laugh.
The men stared at me.
Sever broke contact but only to go to the nursery, check on Miri, and shut the door.
“What the hell?” I asked.
“Exactly,” Tiernan said. “He kissed you.”
I flushed.How did they know?!
Tiernan's eyes narrowed. “Ah, so it was better than it appeared.”
Oh, that kiss. Right.With guilt and relief, I said, “No, that was a horrible kiss.”
“Made so on purpose?” Daxon asked.
“How would I know?” I looked away.
“Seren!” Raza snarled.
“Just leave Star alone!” I snarled back. “I'm here, with all of you. Not him. So, he's jealous. So what? That should make you gloat not get jealous back.”
“We're not jealous. We're angry,” Tiernan said. “The King of Hell is our ally. We can't worry about him coveting our wife.”
“What exactly would you be worried about him doing?” I put my hands on my hips. “Do you think he'll abduct me? Rape me?”
