“I fell asleep.”
“I would prefer it if you didn’t fall asleep in another man’s bed, though,” Tyson said.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize how tired I was,” I told him.
“It’s fine, Lucy. I am not mad. I know everything must be confusing for you, and Mitchell isn’t as bad as I thought. At least he rang me,” Tyson said, pulling onto the highway.
“Ace?” I asked, and he growled.
“Feeling sorry for himself,” Tyson said, and I nodded, resting my head on the window.
When we got home, the house was dark, no lights were on inside, and I hoped that meant Ace was asleep. Tyson parked his car before hopping out, and I followed him to the front door and watched as he unlocked it, pushing it open for me.
I yawned, wanting to go back to sleep, but I also knew Tyson wouldn’t like smelling Mitchell all over me, so I walked back to his room, grabbing a towel from the linen cupboard on the way to his room.
“I will get you some clothes,” Tyson said as I stepped into the bathroom, flicking on the light. I turned the shower on, waiting for the water to heat up. Tyson knocked on the door.
“Clothes, Lucy,” he said, and I opened the door.
“Why didn’t you just come in?” I asked him.
“Because I didn’t know if I was allowed.”
“You’re my mate, and it’s just skin Tyson,” I told him, stripping off, but he looked away, turning his back to me.
“You are so much like your mother,” he muttered.
“You have seen me naked before Tyson, geez.”
“Yes, before you knew we were your mates, Lucy. Tyrant wants to claim you. I just don’t want to be put in a situation where he might when you don’t want to be marked yet.”
I hopped in the shower, wetting my hair before grabbing the soap and washing myself, ridding my skin of Mitchell’s scent.
Tyson remained near the door until I finished showering and talking about random things. Getting out, I dried myself and slipped on his shirt and some shorts.
“I’m decent,” I told him, and he turned around while I rolled my eyes at him.
“Are you sleeping in here?” Tyson asked.
“I wouldn’t have come in here if I wasn’t planning too. And Ace won’t come in here with you with me,” I told him.
“He would, but I wouldn’t let him mark you.” I nodded before stepping past him and into the room.
I climbed onto his bed, getting comfortable before he changed quickly and climbed into bed with me.
I rolled over, resting my head on his bare chest, and he reached over, flicking the lamp off. The slightly open bathroom door allows light to filter in.
“What do you want, Lucy?” Tyson asked, his fingers playing with my hair.
“I want things to go back to normal.”
“What is your idea of normal?”
I wasn’t sure anymore either. “Back to before when I used to come back for the holidays.”
“Before you knew we were your mates, before Mr. Tanner?” Tyson asked. I nodded, and he sighed.
“You know that’s not possible. I don’t want to be your friend, Lucy. Tyrant wouldn’t let me even if I tried. You are mine and Ace’s, just as I am yours, but I can wait,” he said.