Book 1 Chapter 22
I look over to make sure Jayce is okay and frown when I watch him roll down his sleeves to cover his arms, or rather, his tattoos.
‘What are you doing?‘ I ask, horrified that he‘s trying to cover his beautiful ink.
‘I don‘t want your brother thinking I‘m some...thug, he replies, and I almost laugh at him saying ‘thug‘.
‘My brother won’t think that silly, roll those backup, I tell him, but lean forwards to roll them myself, lov ing the feel of his warm skin.
‘I love them,‘ I say quietly, when he doesn‘t answer, I look up to meet him gazing lovingly down at me. He leans down and kisses me until I think I might drop my things.
He finally pulls away, ‘Let‘s go inside, I mumble and turn towards the door.
‘My brother works nights, so he would have just woken up and he‘ll probably be having breakfast, lex plain as I unlock the door and let us in.
‘Nate?’ I call, hearing an answering grunt in the kitchen,
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I walk in and Nate drops his spoon into his bowl at the sight of Jayce, sending milk splashing across the counter.
‘Nate, this is my...mate, Jayce,‘ I introduce them, it feels strange introducing him as my mate, so for eign, but I love it.
‘It‘s nice to meet you, Jayce offers out his hand, tattoos on show. Nate looks down at his hand and then up at him, when his eyes land on me I give him a look that says behave.
‘Nice to meet you,‘ Nate grunts, with a deep voice that is not his níormal tone. I raise an eyebrow in question, what the fuck?
Why is he putting on this gruff voice?
‘So...night shifts huh?‘ Jayce comments, ‘That must be....dark,‘ he says, and I look at him in confusion.
What the hell is he chatting about?
Why are the two of them being so awkward?
‘I‘m going to start dinner, I push between the two of them and start getting things out of the fridge, leaving the weirdos to sort themselves out.
When I eavesdrop on their conversation a few minutes later, I realize they‘ve moved onto sports and are chatting animatedly, thank God.
Jayce offers to help but I decline, how the hell I ended up with such a good–looking guy, who is also sweet with manners, I‘ll never know,
. By the time I‘ve served up dinner for the two of us, Nate has disappeared into his room to get ready for work.
“You two seemed to be getting on okay?‘ I ask as we eat. Jayce nods and stuffs his mouth with food, ever the charmer.
“Yeah, I think he warmed up to me eventually‘ he replies, grinning and showing me a mouth full of broc coli.
We spend the evening together, I want him to stay, but I know that it might lead to more and I don‘t want him to mark me yet. After waiting for so long, praying to be anything but human, I‘m now scared not to be.
We work quickly, checking all leftover computers and files, wiping any trace of Alpha Damien or his dad.
‘Wait here,‘ he hisses and then disappears, and I get a sickening feeling that we‘ve done this all before.
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