Saoirse took Fiona’s backpack and all of our vests, and earpieces, then headed downstairs.
“Sounds good,” I replied.
“I need a shower though, so I’ll meet you there.” Hale gave us both a kiss.
“Sounds good. I need to help Saoirse clean and put everything away,” Fiona replied.
I helped Hale take all his stuff up to his room–not only did we have the dog, the carrier, the dog food, and toys, but we had two suitcases of his clothes, and a bag full of drugs.
Leaving his room, I saw Dusty playing with the puppy.
I showered off the day, thinking about what a crazy evening it had been. Then I put on some boxers and went to the pack bedroom.
Fiona laid across the bed, wearing a lace nighty, looking like an angel from heaven.
“There’s an angel in my bed,” I said as I jumped on top of her and smothered her with kisses.
She laughed. “Your bed? This is our bed.”
“Semantics.” I continued to kiss her.
Hale came in a few minutes later. “Making out without me?”
“Get in here.” I reached out my arms.
He closed the door and joined us on the bed.
“I’m sorry if I freaked you out when I talked about kids the other night.” Fiona snuggled into Hale.
“When was that?” I asked as I played with her hair.
“At the game. I was talking to the other MASOs about timing,” she explained.
Hale shook his head. “I know you want kids, I was just feeling overwhelmed. It’s me, not you. I’m sure I’ll feel overwhelmedagain, though I was talking to my professor and he did seem to think that aiming for the summer/off-season might be a good time for babies.”
I thought for a moment. “Yeah, that makes a lot of sense, because it’s not like you can take paternity leave from class.”
“It will give us a chance to have our party and our honeymoon. You do know I want Saoirse as part of my heat, right?” she added.
“I wouldn’t dare keep her away and honestly I don’t care if Dusty sees me naked,” I replied.
“I’m pretty sure he’s already seen me naked. I just don’t remember,” he added. “You two were fucking fierce tonight.”
“We’re pretty amazing. And we’d do it to save any of you,” she replied.
“I still would like to learn functional skills if this is going to be a usual thing,” I added.
“We’ll teach you. But right now there’s entirely too much talking.” Fiona pouted.
“So that means I should put my cock in your mouth so that you stop talking?” Hale growled.
Those words sent shivers up my spine.Yes, please.
“It’s you who should stop talking.” Fiona smirked.
Hale growled and pinned her to the bed.
“Carlos, save me.” She laughed.
