“Fine. I’ll just go sweep.”
They exchange a look. I can see it in their faces. They want to argue again, but they’re the nice ones, so they just shuffle awkwardly on their feet and make things weird.
I clench my teeth. “What?”
“It’s just…well, umm…” A red blush creeps over Sylred’s cheeks as he trails off.
“Just say it! Why can’t I freaking sweep?”
Ronak comes walking in, heading for his mug that he’d left behind. “Because your belly is so big that the broom handle runs into it, and you can’t see your feet, so you end up missing what little dirt you do manage to get.”
He walks back out before I can reply. I feel a kick, like the baby is agreeing with him. Not cool.
“Yeah? Well…” Not having even a semblance of a comeback, I trail off, and the front door shuts behind a chuckling Ronak. “Asshole alpha,” I grumble.
I eye Sylred and Okot, who have suddenly become very busy with cleaning. So busy, in fact, that they’re avoiding my looks.
Cowards.
“Fine. I guess I’ll just go into the front room and do cupid stuff,” I say, nearly pouting.
Sylred turns and nods with a relieved look on his face. “Good. It’s better to get it all taken care of before the baby comes. Which should be any day now, judging by your, umm, size…”
He blinks, a horrified look coming over his face as he realizes what he just said.
“What’s wrong with my size?”
“Nothing,” he says quickly. Too freaking quickly.
“Are you saying I’m fat?”
Sylred makes a choking sound like he’s suffocating on his own stupid words and hurriedly shakes his head. “No, no, no. That’s not what I’m saying. I wouldn’t say that.”
My eyes narrow on him. “You wouldn’t say that? So then, it’s true, but you just wouldn’t say it, because you’re too nice? Is that it? Is that what you’re saying?”
His brown eyes widen. “I, umm, you…ahhh…what?”
“My beloved.”
Okot’s voice cuts through the super hormonal haze of anger, and I realize that my hands are smoking. Anger always sets off my wonky demon powers. Go figure. As soon as my gaze flicks to the lamassu, Sylred slinks away, practically running towards the sink.
Okot moves in front of me and touches my belly. “Take a deep breath, my beloved.”
I do, and the hellish smoke dissipates.
“Now listen,” he says, grasping my neck. “You are beautiful. You are round with our child, looking like a goddess. We do not think you are fat, because you aren’t, and even if you were, you would still be beautiful to us. Understand?”
I slowly nod, the last of the irrational anger expelling out of me as he trails his thumb over my bottom lip. He just gave me two orgasms not even an hour ago, so I sort of just melt at everything he says and does.
“Good,” he says, placing a kiss on my forehead. “Now, go take care of your cupid work, and let them know about taking time off. When you are finished, I will rub your feet.”
I find myself turning around and walking out of the kitchen before he even finishes his sentence. I can’t resist a good foot rub.
Chapter 5
When I’m settled on the cushioned couch, I take a deep breath and rub at the cupid boss mark before calling Sev’s name.
He appears in a cloud of pink, and I open my mouth to say hello, only to stop short.