“I hope you saved me a cinnamon roll,” Bas called.
Logan bounced. “I had to hide it from Noah!”
Bas gave a fake growl. Noah was a riot. The little familiar was so much fun to shift and climb trees with, even if Noah had a tough time keeping up with Bas.
“I can’t believe you betrayed me!” Noah exclaimed as he hung an arm over Logan’s shoulder. “I thought you were my best friend?”
Logan twined his fingers together. “But I promised Bas last night that I’d save one for him! I didn’t know that the firefighters were going to come in and buy almost everything.”
“Busy morning?” Bastian asked as he reached them.
“So busy,” Noah whined. “And I knew Logan was hiding something from me.”
“Appreciate it.” Bastian ruffled Logan’s long silky blond hair.
“Hands off my boy!”
Logan rolled his eyes as he led the way inside the bakery. Dean stood behind the counter, glaring at Bas.
“Be nice,” Logan admonished his man.
“Yeah,” Noah added. “Be nice.”
Dean smirked and winked at Bas.
The boys were cute. They were trying so hard to convince Bastian to stay around. Not that it would make a difference. If Bastian stayed, it would be because he’d found a purpose there. Protecting the family? That might just be what he needed to do.
“You have a fan club,” Dean said as Bas leaned against the counter.
“They just want the felines to have the majority,” Bas half-joked.
“It’s so cool.” Logan walked around the counter and straight to Dean’s side. He nuzzled Dean’s arm then sniffed, like the mates tended to do to each other. “Cats rule.”
“And everyone else drools!” Noah cheered.
“I don’t think that’s how the saying goes,” Dean pointed out.
“But we don’t have any dogs in the family,” Logan said. “Shawn would be the closest and I don’t think he drools.”
“What about Bo?” Dean questioned.
Bastian chuckled at the confusion on Logan’s face.
“It just doesn’t seem right to call him a dog when he’s the alpha of the hellhounds,” Logan offered.
“Hound is literally in the name,” Dean pointed out.
“And he does drool,” Noah said. “And his drool is acid too.”
Logan sighed before very quietly saying, “well I’m not calling him a dog.”
Dean grabbed a cup and started to fill it with coffee while laughing. Bas nearly did that drooling that the boys had been joking about. Dean slid the cup over to him as Logan pulled out a pink box and set it in front of him.
“Thank you!” Bas grabbed the coffee and sipped it slowly. Ah! The magic potion that made mornings worth getting up for.
“No problem.” Dean wrapped his arm around Logan’s waist. “I heard that Leo and Aaron were going to look at offices this week.”
Bas nodded as he unwrapped his breakfast. “Leo told me this morning.” Dean was a good person to gauge this development with. “How do you feel about that?”
