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His hands roam up my back, my hips grinding back and forth into him, as our animals are unanimous in their happiness.
“Knock it off,” Orson says, sounding very amused as he enters the room. I smell chocolate, and pull back from Cevon before twisting around.
“Really?” Cevon mutters, shaking his head as I leave him for the chocolate goodies in Orson’s hands.
“One,” Orson says with a smirk on his face. I don’t know who he’s smirking at—me or Cevon, but I know neither one of us care.
If Orson truly only wanted me to have one, he’d not have brought an entire plateful through.
“Oh, my god, these are amazing,” I groan, cuddling the plate into my chest as I sit down in the armchair. Cevon pouts, probably at me not sitting near him, but maybe at the fact that I’m not sharing my exceptional brownies.
“Here,” Micah says, handing me a bottle of water. He also puts a bottle of Dr Pepper on the table that’s had a mouthful out of it.
“I want that,” I say, reaching for it before I realise what I’m doing. “Shit,” I whisper, and Micah immediately turns to me with a raised eyebrow. “I’m sorry, I was rude.”
Tears well up in my eyes as Micah laughs.
“Pretty girl, if you want a drink of my pop, help yourself,” he says, handing me the bottle. “What’s mine is yours—with or without a please.”
I nod slowly, taking a sip, before tucking the bottle into my side so he doesn’t try to take it back. I don’t know why I’m feeling a little possessive, but I am.
“Come sit,” Micah commands, and I sigh but grab my things and move to sit down at the coffee table that our jigsaw is on.
We spend so much time on this, and we’re barely making any progress. Or at least, it seems that way.
“Once I’m finished eating, can we talk?” I ask through a mouthful of brownie, glancing at Cevon.
He raises an eyebrow at the way I’m gorging on this, but nods. I don’t think he understands how nice they are.
I mean, I’m not going to offer to share, not unless he begs. They’re really that good.
“I read the pamphlets the doctor gave you,” Cevon says, and I freeze. My mouth is full, my eyes widen, and Orson groans.
“I fucking knew you took them,” he snaps, glaring at Cevon. “I told you to leave it be. That if Nora wanted you to know, she’d fucking tell you.”
Cevon doesn’t look ashamed at all. In fact, he’s unapologetic as he holds my gaze.
“Privacy does’t exist between mates,” he says. “I should know what is wrong with you at all times. How else am I meant to fix it?”
I swallow the food in my mouth and take a sip of Micah’s pop.
“That’s not how it works,” Orson says gently. Gently? He’s being gentle as he talks with Cevon, and that surprises me.
A lot.
“It is,” Cevon replies. “Now, why is the doctor giving you leaflets on abortion? Did you decide against birth control?”
“I…”
“Because that’s good if you did,” he says earnestly. “They’re toxic, and you don’t need that shit in your body.”
Micah coughs as his surprise fills the air. I glance his way, and his cheeks are bright red.
“Are you embarrassed?” Cevon demands, looking at Micah. The tiger brother just winks, not sure how to reply. “Fucking hell, I’m getting secondhand embarrassment for you right now. Our mate is about to go into heat where she’ll be mated and knotted by seven different men in rapid succession. Are you really unable to talk about condoms, birth control shots, and periods without going red?”
Micah gapes at him. Orson gapes at him. Hell, I gape at him.
Who even is this man?
