I was so glad the others were distracted right now because I knew I was ten shades of red and I was trying really hard to not get turned on. Well, more turned on than I already was.
“She said that she would be able to,” Henry stated, finally looking down at his phone as it ‘pinged,’ reminding me what I’d been upset about again.
I frowned, feeling a bit frustrated. Who was Lesley? I took a sip of my coffee and realized it was nearly gone. I needed to ask them about Lesley, so I waited for a moment to interrupt them.
“Who is Lesley?” I asked in a determined voice.
Marco, Henry, and Sai all snapped their heads towards me with half confused, half worried faces. I was going to assume it was because I had my emotions spread across my face. Actually, I knew I did. Then again, I never tried to hide my emotions from my mates, there really wasn’t a point in my mind.
“Lesley?” Marco rose a brow looking very confused. It was clear as day his mind was a million miles away and, I thought happily, not on whoever Lesley was.
Sai intertwined our fingers as he came to stand next to me, my chest settling. See? Total sweetheart!
Marco, as I mentioned, was a bit more intense, but I never doubted for a minute that the man would always be on my side. I’d found that for whatever reason, I was Marco’s main priority in most things. Call me selfish, but I wasn’t about to ask the man to change.
Henry, his head tilted with curiosity, was very different from the two of them. He had a unique mix of quiet confidence and an authoritative commanding personality that had me seeking him out for any questions I had, usually. Well, him and Croy. But I was finding Croy had answers to different questions than Henry.
For example, last night before bed, and to calm down from seeing my father, we had decided to watch a documentary together after our family movie night. We’d put on Discovery Planet and it had all but blown my mind. You see, I had a fairly good grasp on the countries that existed because of Pastor Malcolm’s World War II obsession. At the time, the names and shapes on the map were more like a fantasy tale but I had retained a lot of the knowledge.
Seeing those places for real though? Well, on TV at least? It was fascinating! I hadn’t even realized how many unique animals, insects, and cultures existed. In a way, it was intimidating and I felt like I would never catch up on learning everything I needed to know but Croy and Marco had brought up a good point. We had all the time and resources in the world to explore. Marco had essentially stated that all I needed to do was pick a place and we could go. That was a bit overwhelming though. What if I chose somewhere boring? Or what if I enjoyed it but they didn’t? See my problem?
Still. I was a very lucky woman. Do you know many other women that had six amazing dragon mates? And a brilliant wolf mate? No. I didn’t think so. It did make me wonder if there were others like us out there...
“Lesley is the party planner,” Henry offered, with a small smile as his eyes filled with realization and mirth.
Oh. Okay. A party planner. I could deal with that.
“Don’t worry, angel,” Atlas’s warm husky voice made me shiver as I titled my head up to see where he now stood behind me, leaning on the marble counter. His eyes lit up with heat as his massive hands smoothed over my shoulders. I knew to most people, Atlas was scary, but to me he was a massive teddy bear. Literally, I could jump on the man and he wouldn’t even budge. He was so strong and big, plus he looked like one of those fallen angels that are illustrated in some of the religious books I’d been made to read.
His rich-toned skin against my golden arms made me smile and I found myself wondering, as I appraised his muscles, how he fit into his dark dress pants and light-colored dress shirt. I mean how did it not pop off? He was so massive and muscular. I mean what if it broke open and the buttons hit people? He should just take off his shirt... far safer for everyone. His golden eyes, like melted honey, sparkled as I reached up a hand to touch his long, dark hair that had golden rings looped through it. Honestly, the man was very overwhelming to look at. I loved that about him. How unique he was. I inhaled his sea salt scent, distracted because it mixed with Henry’s mint scent as he walked past, leaving me barely catching what he was saying.
“We only have eyes for one woman, you know that,” Atlas ran a finger over my lip, my eyes fluttered as I leaned back against him.
“You were jealous?” Sai reared back, looking shocked. I blushed and offered him a scowl.
“Hey, I didn’t mean it like that, kitten,” He clasped my jaw gently, “I just meant that there was no need for it.”Slightly better.
“Is this my coffee?” Atlas suddenly asked. A small giggle slipped out, completely ruining my chance at escaping as I tried to move off my chair. I squeaked as Atlas picked me up and deposited me on the counter, stepping between my legs as I smiled up at him.
Sai lounged against the counter, now drinking my old coffee, looking at my bare shoulder as my robe slipped slightly. I tugged it back up and narrowed my eyes at him. Now he was a coffee thief. Actually... maybe we could all just switch coffee every morning.
“Did you steal my coffee?” Atlas arched an amused brow.
“Nope,” I popped the‘p’before offering a small smile.
“Maya?” Atlas offered me a narrowed smoldering look.
“I would say this is deserving of a punishment,” Sai hummed, his finger trailing over my palm before he kissed the top of my hand gently.
“Is kissing considered a punishment?” I blurted out, “If not I would like to establish it as one.” Honestly, the word ‘punishment’ used to scare me and I am positive in a different situation it would... but this? No this didn’t scare me.
Sai’s burning eyes darkened as Atlas chuckled, “Angel, the point of punishments, is for you tonotenjoy them.”
“Oh,” I nibbled my lips, “well, I don’t. I totally do not enjoy kissing. I hate it.”
Atlas gripped my jaw and dipped his lips down to mine in a searing surprise kiss. I didn’t have a chance to even try to control my reaction, so of course, I moaned softly against his lips, gripping his massive shoulders and leaning into him. I shivered at his slow, devouring pace as my pulse picked up and my nipples tightened under my robe, almost painfully. When he pulled away, his eyes were sparkling with amusement and his chest was rumbling as if his dragon was right there. Right at the surface.
“Oh yeah,” Atlas nodded, “totallydid not enjoy that.”