That first night he saved me from Damien—and after we’d made love for the first time—Kane asked me about my doll while I was rummaging through my suitcase I thought I’d never get back. I told him all the lore of a young Blair Windsor getting a set of vampire dolls for her birthday, but the one with the green-violet eyes and light-colored hair was her favorite.
And I told him how the first time I laid eyes on him, he reminded me of it.
Now, every morning when Kane makes the bed, he finishes it off by propping my vampire doll on our pillows. It’s pretty damn cute, to be honest.
I know in my bones that I am where I’m supposed to be. Sure, there’s currently a lot of danger to watch out for related to the elite. And I know the future isn’t certain and there are things I still need to figure out related to my family and my old life, but I wouldn’t trade life with Kane for anything.
Old Blair would be appalled that this life doesn’t include Damien Snow’s penthouse or the elites or wealth, but she was too naïve for her own good.
She didn’t understand what real power was, what real love was.
But because of Kane, I know better.
I glance over my shoulder toward our bedroom window, and instantly, I think about how he already made love to me three times this morning and still looked like he wanted to carry me back to bed when I slipped out quietly while he took a shower.
My cheeks warm.Three orgasms and the sun had barely come up.
Unconsciously, my hand drifts to my stomach.Goodness.The fact that a small, hopeful part of me already wonders if I might get pregnant with Kane’s babies soon is…honestly ridiculous.
A month ago, I thought I needed someone rich and powerful.
Instead, I found someone whose real power is doing good. Someone protective. Someone who puts me first always. Someone who makes me laugh—which is another thing I didn’t know I needed in a man, but I do.
Someone who does what’s right, even when it’s hard.
And he’s not alone in these qualities; his brothers have them too.
When it comes to the Slater brothers, Cal is the quiet one, but every once in a while, he’ll say something so dry and perfectly timed that I lose it.
Rook is grumpy ninety percent of the time…but somehow still funny.
But Kane?God help me.That man is the biggest jokester of them all. I don’t think I’ve laughed so much in my life as I have the past forty-eight hours we’ve been attached at the hip.
And the three of them together spend most of their time trying to help women who don’t know they need it.
I hear the door behind me open.
Speak of the handsome devil.
“Thought maybe you tried to escape again,” Kane teases, and I glance over my shoulder to find him leaning in the doorway. He’s shirtless, and his blond hair is still a little damp from his shower. And his mouth is etched in a smile that has him looking entirely too pleased with himself for this early in the morning.
God, I love him.
“You’re the one who doesn’t sleep,” I point out. “I figured you’d still be upstairs plotting how to seduce me again.”
“Plotting?” His grin widens. “Pretty sure all I need to do is put my mouth on your pussy and we’re all set.”
“Shut up.” I giggle and blush and stick out my tongue at him.
He winks at me before pushing himself off the doorway and closing the distance between us. I expect him to pinch my butt or plant a big ol’ kiss on my lips, but he just wraps his arm around my waist instead.
“Love you, baby.”
I tilt my head up to press a kiss to his jaw. “Love you too.”
“I have something for you.”
My curiosity sparks instantly. “What?”
