“Feed me,” Aaron said as he batted his eyelashes.
Oh! Carter was going to feed him. And then they were going to talk.
* * * * *
Aaron
“Date?” Aaron repeated. He licked the chocolate frosting off his fork both sad that his dessert was done yet utterly full.
Carter smirked. “You find the idea of me wanting to date you shocking?”
“A little bit,” Aaron confessed.
“Really?” Carter leaned back in the chair across from him. “Mates don’t usually date then?”
“Mates?” Aaron had been reaching for his glass of milk and nearly knocked it over.
“Oh?” Carter lifted a brow. “Am I not supposed to have figured that out?”
Damn it. Of course, Bas was right. And Carter sitting there all smug and shit was sexy as hell.
“With the way that everyone talks about mates and how important they are, added to the fact that your friends let me take over caring for you the day we first met, it wasn’t hard to figure out,” Carter told him.
Aaron sighed.
Leaning forward, Carter planted his elbows on the table. “We are mates, aren’t we? Can you at least confirm that?”
He dropped his gaze to the table. Was Aaron ready to admit everything? Did he even have a choice? The plates in front of him were completely empty. He’d had iced tea with his dinner and a glass of milk with the cake. Aaron had wanted coffee, but Carter had gotten all bossy and declared it was too late for Aaron to have caffeine. It had been kind of nice that someone was worried about him needing sleep. Aaron should clean up. Yes! That would give him time to think.
Grabbing the plates, Aaron started to rise.
“Leave them,” Carter ordered.
Aaron lowered his ass back to his chair and released the plates. “Sorry.”
“Talk to me, Aaron,” Carter pleaded. “Avoiding this subject isn’t going to do either of us any good.”
“Everything is messed up,” Aaron told him.
“Then tell me and I’ll fix it,” Carter declared.
Just like that? Carter thought he could fix everything for him. How? Although Aaron liked the confidence in Carter’s tone and having someone willing to fight for him. “What if you can’t fix it?”
“Angel, I would do anything for you,” Carter stated.
Aaron found his cheeks heating at the pet name.
“Now why wouldn’t you mention us being mates?” Carter questioned. “The truth, please.”
Damn, okay, Aaron could do this. “You can do better.”
“Better?” Carter scoffed.
“Yes,” Aaron hissed. “You don’t have to settle for a defective paranormal. You could have anyone.”
“So could you,” Carter tossed back.
“I don’t want anyone else!” Aaron couldn’t believe that Carter would even think that.
