“We’ve had a pressure cooker. I keep it in the garage,” Spencer replied.
“Can we get a deep fryer?” Jett asked.
Brennan’s eyebrows rose. “Where are we going to put it?”
“Okay, Riley will be back in time for dinner.” Evan looked up from his phone. “Who’s taking her to work tomorrow? She really wants to go because of something they’re doing.”
“Whoever feels up to it?” Wes offered. “I think Grace should stay home, and someone should stay with her. Just in case she spikes.”
“I want to stay home.” I snuggled into Spencer. “Can everyone stay home?” I wasn’t ready to be apart from them yet.
“We’ve all called out, so we can all stay home, if we want,” Brennan replied. “Grace, maybe we can try out the smoker tomorrow?”
“I’d like that.” Oooh, what did I want to make in it?
We finished our crepes, and I snuggled with Evan while the alphas cleaned up. Jett went to throw in more laundry.
“Should we sneak away for that bath now?” Evan whispered.
“Grace?” Brennan came into the living room.
Before I could say anything, he swept me off my feet and kissed me. “Just wanted to say that.” Brennan gave Evan a kiss, too. “That, too.”
He went back into the kitchen, whistling.
Evan chuckled. “Well then. Bath?”
“Yes, please. I think it’s going to be a two fizzy bath.” Taking his hand, we went up the stairs to our bathroom, and he started the taps.
When the tub filled, I sank into the hot water. Evan tossed in the fizzies, turned on the jets, and got in behind me.
“Oh, that feels good,” he muttered.
I leaned into him. “You’re my favorite tub pillow.”
“Good. Do you remember anything from the past couple of days?” His finger traced the bite Brennan left.
“I remember a lot. So much more than yours. It was really short. Is that bad?” I looked up at him.
“It was healthy. We’ll call that a win. The length and what people remember varies, and that is fine. You should have a post-heat checkup, though,” he added.
“Okay. I’ll see what they have for after work this week. I was absolutely full of dicks.” I didn’t even know one could have so many dicks in them at once.
Evan chuckled. “So full of dicks.”
“You got enough, right?”
He kissed me. “Absolutely.”
“Oh,” I gasped. “I don’t know where all my presents are. Or my purse or phone.”
“I think Jett put your purse, phone, and Wes’ sketch in your room. You were wearing all your other presents when your heat started. Someone took them off you at some point, and they’re probably in the nest's anteroom.” Evan gave me a lazy kiss.
“Thank you. I think I want to get the new sketch made into my wedding dress, or maybe some combination of the two.” It was so thoughtful of Wes.
Evan gave me a squeeze. “Perfect. We should probably start planning since your party with Spencer is finished, and I’d like to get a bunch of it done before I start Blanket Brigade training.”
“That sounds good, especially if we want to add a pack confirmation. Thank you for saving me.” I kissed him. I was frozen, but I’d seen him leap into the car, roll out of it with me, and then shoot out the tires. He’d come after me. Saved me.
