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“I’m definitely able.” I smirked faintly and leaned in to drop a kiss at the corner of his mouth. He drew an unsteady breath. “It’ll be fun. We won’t go easy on you.”
“Good,” he exhaled.
I eased away again, and I nodded toward the kitchen. We could discuss limits later. But Saturday just got a lot more interesting.
We followed the sounds of three brats giggling to the den, and by then, I needed to sit down for a moment. Gael and Noa were attaching something to Lucian’s T-shirt, and Lucian pulled up his feet so I could share the couch with him. He was amused by whatever it was the boys were doing.
“That’s the perfect gift!” Noa exclaimed.
“Now everyone will know,” Kit chimed in.
Gael backed away, and I could finally see what it was. And, okay, I had to laugh too. The boy had given Lucian a pin that said, “Hello! I am stressed.”
“We won’t let you forget, man,” Santiago said.
“Not for a second,” Lucas agreed. “What a wonderful present, Gael.”
“Very,” I agreed.
“I have one too! See?” Gael pointed to his sweater. Only, his pin read, “Hello! I am socially awkward.”
I snorted softly and squeezed Lucian’s foot. He was damn lucky to have so many who cared for him. It looked like he was finally understanding that too. He thanked Gael and promised to wear the pin often as a reminder.
“Okay, time to see what Tate sent you.” Lucas picked up a bag from the floor and handed it to Lucian. “He couldn’t come out to see you, so I met up with Kingsley for lunch yesterday, and he gave me the care package.”
I leaned closer as a visibly humbled Lucian sifted through the contents, pulling them out one by one. A scented candle, a card, Lucian’s favorite Manchego cheese, and a container with what looked like homemade cookies, and the label read “no added sugar.”
“Christ. This is emotional sadism,” Lucian muttered.
I smiled.
* * *
Before the day was over, Macklin stopped by as well. He brought dinner for all of us, along with two extra lunches for Lucian that were low in sodium. With Cam feeling worse at the moment, Macklin took the liberty of placing the extra food in the fridge, and he gave us a rundown of the ingredients.
“Thank you, sweetheart.” I hugged him to me and kissed the side of his head. “Tell your Master that you deserve a big treat.”
“Oh, I will,” he chuckled. “Speaking of big treats, did Santiago talk to you?”
I smirked. “He did.”
“About what, Daddy?” Noa demanded.
Desire lit Macklin’s gaze, and he bit his lip. “So you’re joining? Please say yes. Your sadism, combined with Master’s…? Fuck me. Santiago won’t know what hit him.”
I let out a laugh and draped an arm around Noa’s shoulders. “He’ll certainly feel it.”
“That’s a yes—fucking hell, I can’t wait,” Macklin got excited. And he evidently sensed Noa’s impatience, so he turned to the boy and told him his Daddy was gonna fuck the shit out of Santiago after the Easter Egg Hunt.
Very eloquently put.
“You, Uncle Lucian, and Cam are invited to watch,” I assured Noa. “It’ll be Dean, Walker, and me with Santiago.” And a few others…
Noa stiffened, his eyes widening. “Oh. My. Fucking. God. Yes!”
“I don’t know if I’m doing this right,” Lucian said.
I glanced over at him; he was trying to turn on the oven. Bless him. I walked over there and pointed at the knobs and buttons on the panel. “Temperature, what kind of heat—you want the symbol that brings heat from both top and bottom—and then you click here to preheat.”
