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Ecstasy.

“I always wanted to try to make these, but we didn’t have the cookies or the chocolate in the pantry.”

How could I ever go back to the regular kind now?

“Are they as good as we make them sound?” Aldrin asked.

“Better.”

Chapter Ten

Judah

I woke up slowly. It was no secret camping and the fresh air gave me the best sleep of my life, but knowing our mate was right here with us calmed my bear like nothing else. Sometimes, he was restless while camping. He didn’t understand that I would sit here with all this land around me and not let him roam free.

He really didn’t appreciate that we weren’t in that trailer with our mate.

I sat up straight with a new energy in my veins. We had a mate to get to.

“Morning,” Aldrin said, grumpy as fuck. He was not a morning person.

Saber was next. I heard him rustling on his side of the tent. We had a huge tent, but each one of us had tiny tents inside the big one. We started it years ago. It worked for us. “Posy.” That was the first word out of his mouth.

We all had it bad, which we should, considering she was our mate.

“Morning.” I stretched my arms above my head and let out a yawn that reflected the bear inside me. “Do you think she’s up?”

“One way to find out.” Aldrin got up and went outside to stretch and do his stress movements. Somatic movement, I thought he called it.

“Is he going to knock on the door? What the hell did he mean?”

Saber snorted and got out his hygiene bag as did I. “He’s probably getting close enough to see if he can hear if her breathing changed.”

“Oh.” I didn’t think of that. I should’ve. Damn it. Now, I had to go out there and pretend to swing my arms like I knew what I was doing.

The morning view was spectacular from our vantage point on the side of the mountain. Flat areas seemed to be carved into the rock especially for camping. I honestly didn’t know how they got the trailer up the steep, narrow road, but they had.

I brushed my teeth and got dressed as did my sleuth brothers and listened for movement. Breaths. Heartbeat. Some sign that she was up.

Goddess, I wanted her to be up.

While I busied myself with other things, cleaning up camp mostly, the door to the trailer opened and, once again, our mate took my breath away.

“Good morning.” She brushed her hair behind one ear.

“Good morning,” we replied in unison. Not weird at all.

Aldrin walked over, and his arms twitched like he might hug her, but he refrained. “How did you sleep?”

“I slept great. Can I help with breakfast?” She looked toward the campfire ring, but I hadn’t lit one this morning. We’d made plans already. If we were on our own, we would’ve made cowboy coffee over the fire and had bacon and eggs with edges we generously called crispy.

“We thought we’d take you to the diner here at the campgrounds. It’s only a short walk away.”

Her shoulders slumped. Again. The way they had when we arrived at our spot. I wondered what had disappointed her. Was it us? Did she expect more? I was confused. She knew what we did. Had watched our videos and was more enthusiastic about going on this trip with us than we were.

And now, she wasn’t.

“That sounds good. I could use some coffee.”