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He turns and switches off the light.
“In the morning,” he promises.
Chapter Forty-Seven
Toshi
Nervous isn’t the word for how I’m feeling when I step out of the shower, cleaned up and ready to be claimed. I’m shaking like a leaf at the thought of more of those punishing kisses from Spencer.
And Echo … I can’t count the times I’ve imagined what it would be like if we were ever left alone together. He’s always with one of our Alphas. A lot of the time he’s with Spencer. Their sex drives are more in synch, from what I can tell. E.A.’s either completely in that mood, or completely not.
These days, he’s usually the latter.
When he’s in that kind of mood though, the three of them basically live in Spencer’s bedroom for days on end, maybe coming out once a day for food and drink.
It kind of sucks because it means I get zero time with any of them.
Everything’s about to change, and I’m petrified as well as excited.
My first time with my mates is going to be a threesome.
That’s a lot of pressure. Especially considering the only relationship I had before was with a woman who was majorly germophobic and would literally slather her hands in sanitiser after she touched my dick. Forget blow jobs. She refused to put her mouth near my “pee-stick”.
We were doomed from the start.
If there was ever a reason for me not to believe in fated mates, she was it.
We lasted longer than we should have because I’d been having shitty luck on dating apps, and I felt like an uptight girlfriend was better than no girlfriend.
Of course, when we did break up, she couldn’t understand why.
It was awful. We should have broken up sooner.
Apparently, according to her parents, the six-month mark is when a date should mean a proposal.
She genuinely thought I was about to ask her to marry me, when in fact I’d decided it wasn’t worth trying to get used to her OCD quirks just so I could tell my mom I was still with the same girl, and I hadn’t messed up the relationship yet.
I dry myself off and open the door that leads into Spencer and Echo’s shared bedroom. The walls used to be plain white in here. Echo painted a mural about a year after he moved in. It’s in black and grey, and it’s an outline of a noir detective in a trilby and a trench-coat, smoking a cigarette.
The hint of red and orange for the cigarette is the only hint of color.
The rest of the mural is a city street. There’s a black cab on one wall. A streetlamp on another, and the wall that leads into the bathroom is clean white. His muse stopped before he got to that wall.
He said she might come back, but he’s not going to bug her to return.
There are plenty of other projects on his plate.
Besides being an assistant to E.A. and Spencer, he does graphic design as a freelancer.
So, every few months he’s working on something new.
Album covers, book covers, sometimes posters or promotional stuff.
He takes whatever jobs speak to him, and he does incredible work.
The mural is my favorite. I’ve always liked this room.
I’d ask him to do one in my room, but there really isn’t space.
