“Fine, paint it white. But I want that wall,” I tell him, pointing to the main wall that had no windows or doors attached to it.
“Why?” He asks, confused.
“Perfect canvas” I tell him, and I feel his unease, but he nods his head anyway.
“You like to paint?” He asks and I can feel his curiosity.
“I used to”
“As much as it pains me, you can have the wall then. Come, we should go to bed” He says, squeezing my hips. We walk into the room and I flop down on the bed, enjoying his scent that the room is filled with. Damien lays next to me, tugging me against him before pulling the blanket over us and I relax against him. Layla purring in my head at his closeness. Exhaustion taking over as I drift off to sleep.
The next morning, I woke to the sound of the drill. Damien secures the door back in place and I feel Layla on edge pacing and my heart skips a beat. Damien popping his head back in the room and seeing me awake comes over and climbs on the bed next to me.
He leans down kissing my head, “Relax, that door has kept me up most of the night knowing it wasn’t there” I can see the lines under his eyes and feel his exhaustion washing over me through the bond telling me he was speaking the truth.
“I won’t lock you up, Love. I swear,” He says, kissing my temple and pulling me on top of his chest.
Natalia then walks in, a tray in her hand. I try to hop off Damien, but he holds me in place and I give up. Natalia smiles before placing the tray on the bedside table.
“When suddenly the downstairs door bursts open and I hear running before Tabitha appears in the doorway with Trey, a look of relief on her face when she sees me.
“Oh, man next time warn us you’re leaving. I woke up, and you were gone.” Tabitha says.
“Good morning Tabitha, Trey” I chuckle. Both of them are still in pyjamas. Tabitha had a Hello kitty night dress on, and I smiled at her outfit.
“What it's cute!” She pouts. Natalia shakes her head before walking out. Trey looks a little awkward, but I don’t feel any hostility from Damien.
“Since you’re okay, we will leave you to it” Tabitha says, raising an eyebrow at my position on top of Damien.
As they turn around though, Damien speaks, looking at Trey.
“Can you and Tatum come by later, I need help to get some stuff from the basement” Trey nods before answering.
“Yes Alpha” Damien nods to him and they both leave.
“The basement?” I ask, looking down at him.
“The paint is down there, but so is the original contents of the house, so I need help to shift things to get down there and grab the paint. Then I will take you to buy whatever weird colour you're going to ruin my walls with him” He says kissing my face.
He lets me sit up, and I hop off him and reach for the tray Natalia brought up to us. I see a bowl of fruit, toast and coffee. I grab my coffee, handing Damien his. Taking a sip of mine, I moan at the caffeinated goodness. Before downing the cup.
Damien sips his while I bite into a piece of toast before getting up and rummaging through the walk-in.
“What are you looking for?” He asks when I don’t come out for a few minutes.
“Something I can paint in” I call back out. Finding a shirt of Damien’s and a pair of my denim shorts and walking out placing them on the bed.
“I like that shirt” He whines, “You have four of them, you’ll live” I tell him while munching on my toast.
“You’re not wearing those pants, Tatum and Trey will be here” He says, eyeing my shorts.
“They’re mated” I tell him before I realise what I said. I was unsure if Damien knew already.
“Regardless you’re not wearing them, they’re too short” Confirming he knew they had their weird love triangle going on.
“Yes, I am,” I tell him, refusing to be told what to wear. Damien glares at me before huffing in annoyance. A low growl escaping him. Ignoring him, stepping into the bathroom, and pressing the button on the wall and turning the shower on.
Stripping off my clothes, I step under the water, wetting my hair when Damien walks in and strips his off, my eyes trailing over his muscled body. Layla purring in my head.