“You can do whatever the fuck you want,” Hunter says.
“Do you want to do it now?” Lawson asks.
“I would love it.” I turn my head and smile.
“We’ll get them,” Remy says and turns to leave the room.
“I’ll come too.” I tug Lawson around the bed, and we retrace our steps. I look around as we enter the bottom hallway.
“Wait inside,” Bane says, and I nod. Releasing Lawson, I walk through the kitchen, opening cabinets.
“Remy has everything organized as he likes,” Hunter says, and I glance at him.
“I expected dishes in the sink.” I laugh. “I should have known.”
“He likes everything in its place,” Lawson grumbles.
“Law hasn’t learned his lesson yet,” Hunter tells me. “He likes to provoke him and leaves dishes everywhere.”
“I’ve threatened him with no food,” Remy says as they return with the crates, and the painting supplies Bane got me. “He hasn’t done it for a while.” I grin and walk toward him. I unlatchone of the clips holding the crate closed. “We have visitors coming.” I look at the door, and don’t hear anything.
“Who?” Hunter asks, moving quickly around everyone.
“The lions,” Bane says, and I stand straight.
“They are friends, right?” I look around Hunter as he stands in the doorway.
“Remy knows them well,” Bane says.
“I met Las first. We became friends, and then I met his brothers, Logan and Lucas. They brought their mate to my restaurant shortly after meeting her,” Remy explains, leaning against the counter. “We don’t get together a lot. I’m sure they heard about you through the family.”
“Sally probably sent a group text,” Bane says, pulling out his phone. “I haven’t been paying attention.”
“So, the three of them are mated to one woman?” I ask. I vaguely remember Sally saying something about them at the club, and I’m curious to meet the woman.
“Yes, they share her,” Remy says.
“Mmm…” She would be nice to talk to. “What’s her name?” I ask as I hear a vehicle stop.
“Breeane.” Hunter leans on the inside of the doorframe, his head twisted to see outside. “She was human when she met them.” Four doors open and shut, and he turns to watch their approach. “How did Sally know Haven was moving in?”
“Bane,” a man says.
“She’s my friend,” Bane says when all of us look at him.
“She’s definitely efficient,” Remy mumbles, standing straight. Hunter moves back, and four people enter the house.
Damn. Everyone is beautiful.
“Haven, meet Las, Logan, Lucas, and Breeane,” Hunter says, pointing to each of them.
“Our mate,” Remy says, moving toward Las. “How are you?” They do the man-hand-clasp, half-hug thing.
“I should be asking you that. Congratulations,” Las says, grinning. He’s tall, handsome, and muscular. He has an aura of command in his frame.
“Appreciate it,” Remy says, nodding at Logan and Lucas. “Breeane, are they treating you well?”
“Why wouldn’t we?” Lucas asks. He's slimmer than Las, with shaggy brown hair and an easy smile.
