If she had to wear their clothes, then they were taking a two hour nap to heal, andthatwas final.
Sighing, she scooted to the end of the bed and frowned at them when their growls grew in volume.
“Stop it.”Hey, they listened.Well, that’d come in handy.“You feel like swinging free in front of your guards?”
Scarlet opened the door to allow a wolf to push a table laden with covered dishes into the room.He kept his gaze averted, and she noted a faint tremble going through his body.
She also realized Madden was back to being growly.“For the love of God, Madden, quit it.”The guard gasped, but she kept on going.“He’s feeding me.You should say ‘thank you.’And if that’s too hard, the least you could do is not growl at the poor wolf.”
Thank goodness for her lessons from her mother.If she let the wolves get away with anything from the get go, they’d act like that for the rest of their lives.There was no way she could deal with snarly men every day.
“Don’t like him close to you.”She heard the grumble.
“Then you should have gotten dressed and beat me to the door.”She gave the wolf a wide smile.“Thank you for bringing dinner.I’m sure they appreciate it even though they’re cranky when they just wake up.”
The guard’s Adam’s apple traveled down his throat in a slow procession and, even without a wolf’s extra senses, she could tell he was nervous.“You’re welcome, Alpha Mate.”He bowed.Well, half-bowed since Keller decided to growl then.
The guard spun then practically ran to the door and out of the room.Scarlet turned toward her mates, the men still wrapped in blankets.“What’s your problem?”
“We don’t like anyone close to you.”
“Then you should have gotten out of bed.Didn’t we just have this conversation?I know we just had this conversation.”
Madden shrugged.“We’re trying not to overwhelm you.”
She tightened her lips and turned to Keller.“Your idea?”The wolf blushed.“I want you guys as you are.You don’t get to modify each other’s reactions.That’s my job.Even then, I won’t be trying to change you, just keep you from killing anyone.With me, you can be yourselves.”She propped her hands on her hips.“Did you guys not get the Marked Handbook?”
That earned her two wolfish smiles.
“Being ourselves means dragging you to bed and making you ours.”Keller’s smile was wicked and matched Madden’s.
Scarlet took a step back, shaking her head.“Nope, no nooky until you’ve eaten and we can check your wounds.Plus, talking would be a good idea.Fun even.Like, gee Scarlet, how has this mating disrupted your world?”She answered herself.“Well, I have to give up my job as an administrative assistant as well as my life in Tampa, that’s all.Maybe my cat.Will you eat my cat?Burger is really sweet when he’s not peeing on things.”
The reality of her situation hit home and panic slithered along her veins.She’d really, truly, holy shit-ly be giving up her life for these two men.Fear and excitement fought, and she wasn’t sure which emotion was winning.At the moment, it resembled an even tie.
She ignored their expressions, the difference between the two easily visible.Keller’s sadness and regret.Madden’s hunger for her and confusion.She was going to have her hands full with these two.
Pretending they weren’t tearing her apart with the upheaval of her life, she turned to the table and peeked beneath the covers.She set aside the metal domes as plate after plate of food was revealed.Steaks, salads and sides covered every inch along with a note indicating dessert could be found on a shelf below the tabletop.Yum.
The rustle of cloth told her that the men had decided to get up, but she kept her gaze averted.One look at their chiseled bodies and she’d be a goner, her snit forgotten.She padded toward a small seating area and snagged a chair.The wolf had placed their meal before a set of club chairs, and she decided her mates could take those while she remained opposite them.If she got within touching distance, they’d take control, and all she’d be able to think about was them claiming her.
Nope, they had issues to discuss.Their relationship and then… Whitney.And her cat.
Not necessarily in that order.Once they got onto discussing their mating, it’d probably go downhill and end in bed.
Right, Whitney first.
Scarlet settled into her straight-backed seat and waited, noting the pause in the rustle coming from behind her, but her wolves soon appeared.
Both men shot her longing looks but eased into their chairs.She noted they wore boxers.Well, at least she’d only be tempted by their chests.
“Um…” Madden cleared his throat.
Scarlet cut into her steak.Medium-rare.Perfect.
“Uh…” Keller looked so uncomfortable.Poor guy.
She popped a hunk of beef into her mouth and moaned around the bite.It melted like butter over her tongue.A glance from beneath her lashes showed that both of her mates’ gazes were intent on her mouth.
