“Sexy men. Yuck, there’s nothing sexy about all of those gorillas who just growl every time they’re angry,” Azura snickered as she sucked on her straw, slurping the milk up loudly before she did a mock growl, making Skyla cackle and almost fall out of her seat.
“I’m an Alpha! Growl growl,” she said mockingly before she and Azura high-fived one another.
“Daddy and Granddaddy aren’t yuck,” Kataleya said, looking saddened. “No one is yucky… and Rayhan is never dirty either…”
“Rayhan isn’t yuck. He has nice hair,” Skyla added. “I think long hair is nice.” I raised my eyebrow. Were they really discussing men?
“Well, when you all find your own mates, I’m sure you won’t be calling them yucky. Well, if they’re men anyway,” Angela said, coming into the kitchen.
“Yeah, yeah, but even if they’re our mates, they will still be gross men,” Azura replied. Kataleya seemed lost in thought again, but the small smile on her face made me relax.
I left the kitchen, spotting Marcel talking to Channing, Damon’s mom’s mate, and Rick, who was Robyn’s brother. The entire house was alive with hustle and bustle, and to my surprise, Damon and Alejandro were talking, but before I could even say it was a miracle, I realised Asher was standing there, looking sad, whilst Alejandro was holding Alessandra rather protectively.
“I don’t trust him,” he was saying to Damon, who looked thoroughly amused.
“He’s just a two-year-old pup,” he said, “ain’t you, kiddo?”
“What’s happening here?” I asked, taking Alessandra, who was beginning to look rather upset in her father’s arms.
“He was kissing her,” Alejandro growled, making Asher’s eyes begin to glitter with tears. I frowned, glaring at Alejandro.
“He’s a child, let them kiss if they want,” I scolded, placing Alessandra back on the floor. Damon chuckled as Alejandro turned his glare on him.
“That’s what I said. He’s just doting on her,” Maria said as Asher wrapped his arms around Alessandra, and, to my utter amusement, planted a chaste kiss on her lips, making her go all shy.
“I like baby,” Asher said cutely.
“This shit ain’t happening,” Alejandro growled, taking our daughter and walking off. “I don’t trust Nicholson men.”
“And I don’t trust Rossi men!” Azura shouted after him as she came out of the kitchen and picked Asher up. “Mean Rossi men.”
“Hey, what did I do to you?” Rayhan asked as he came in from outside with Liam, a small smirk on his face as he looked at Azura.
“You are the only Rossi man that I actually don’t mind,” Azura said, giving him a wink before she walked off with Asher.
“Ouch, that hurt,” Marcel joked, placing a hand on his chest and making a few of us chuckle.
“What did we just miss?” Liam asked, wrapping his arms around Raven and kissing her neck.
“You don’t want to know, babe,” she responded as he lifted her up to kiss her lips.
I smiled as I shook my head, watching as Delsanra and Robyn went to their respective mates. Damon pulled Robyn against him and kissed her softly as Rayhan kissed Delsanra’s hand before pulling her close and claiming her lips in a passionate kiss. Yes, every couple was perfect. I glanced back at Taylor and Raihana.
“No, really, what did I miss?” Taylor asked, having stepped out of the kitchen too late to see what had happened.
“Not much. Just a Rossi behaving in a very typical Rossi way,” I said with a small laugh as I decided to go after my stubborn protective mate…
Scarlett
I looked inthe mirror, applying my trademark red lipstick. Years had passed but some things never changed, like my love for the colour red. I was wearing a sequined black dress that reached the ground, the sequins bleeding into a deep red from the knee downwards. There was also a thigh-high slit on the left. I had my hair sleekly straightened and I had just finished applying my lipstick when Elijah stepped out of the bathroom, already dressed in wine-red pants and jacket, with a black shirt underneath it. His hair was styled sexily, letting his natural waves fall over his forehead, his sandy brown hair now sprinkled with a dusting of silver.
He licked his lips as he looked me over his eyes flashing cobalt blue and his tongue piercing caught the light. Goddess, he still made my core throb, just like he always did. I could never resist that man. I bit my lip as I smoothed the fabric of my dress, slowly watching as he closed the gap between us, gripping my waist.
“So, how do I look?” I asked sexily.
Nearly three decades on, he still looked at me like I was the only one in his world. When he looked at me, it was as if time itself paused, as if it was just the two of us in that moment. His response was to bend me backwards and kiss me passionately, making my body combust with fireworks.
“You look fucking divine, Kitten,” he said huskily, grabbing my ass as we broke apart. I smiled, staring up into his eye.
