Chapter 20
You didn’t take your presents,” he states, walking me to his room. I chew my lip and peer up at him to find him watching me. He sighs, pushing his door open, and the gifts he bought me are still sitting in the center of his bed.
“Did you not like them? Are they the wrong ones?” he asks me, and I shake my head.
“I can change them,” he asks.
“No, no, it’s not that, I just you shouldn’t” I suck in a breath when Liam waltzes into the room and falls on Gannon’s bed. He props his arm behind his head and smiles slyly. Gannon shakes his head at him but turns back to face me.
“What is it, Abbie?” Gannon asks, and I tear my gaze from Liam.
“You shouldn’t buy gifts for a servant, Gamma,” I tell him, using his title since Liam was around.
“Gannon, not Gamma. You don’t address me by title. We have been over this. And why can’t I, Abbie?”
“Because it is wrong,” I tell him, and he looks at me as if I am absurd.
“Wrong how?” he asks, and I feel Liam’s eyes on the side of my face, making me nervous as he watches us.
“It’s just a gift,” Liam says.
“Yes, but servants don’t get gifts, not for free,” I tell him.
“What do you mean? That is what a gift is, or have I been doing gifts wrong all this time? Gannon? I don’t understand this one; bought Dustin some boxers with my face on them the other day. Maybe I should have asked for something in return,” he chuckles.
“Liam, give me a moment, geez, go annoy Dustin,”
“Gladly, I might be able to con him to suck my dick,” Liam says, sending me a wink. I cringe at his vulgar words. Liam gets up and pats Gannon on the back as he passes.
“Don’t forget you leave early tomorrow,” Liam tells him.
“And yes, I can cover your shift if you want to spend time with Abbie,” he calls over his shoulder as he walks out.
Gannon goes through the presents he bought, sitting on the edge of the bed. He reaches over and grips my hand. “Dustin told me earlier that Ivy told you the King wants to change her and make her his mate?” Gannon says, and I nod.
“What if I said I wanted to do the same with you?” I chuckle.
“You barely know me,”
“And the king barely knows Ivy, Abbie. It is no different, not really anyway.”
“But what if you find your mate?”
“I won’t and it wouldn’t matter even if I did.”
“Why would you want me, though?” I ask, a little shocked by this information. He scratches the back of his neck nervously
“Because I like you. Why else?” he says nervously.
“Liking someone and loving them are two different things.”
“We could learn to love each other, Abbie. We would have all the time in the world,” he says, reaching forward and tugging me between his legs. He wrapped his arms around my legs and looked at me. Even sitting face to face, he was that tall.
“Will you think about it?” he asks, and I chew my lip but nod. Ivy did tell me Gannon would change me and I did like him.
“But what if I find my mate?” I ask him, and he sighs.
“Well, I am hoping you don’t, but if you did, and you wanted to be with them, I would let you go if that is what you wanted,” I nod my head, and he lets me go, turning back to the bags.
“Please take your gifts, Abbie. I got them for you, and I expect nothing in return. I just wanted to see you smile,” he says. I can’t help but smile at his words, my cheeks heating when he reaches up, brushing my cheek with his hand.
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