“Perhaps. Maybe I’m just allowing myself to be small.”
“Maybe. But even if you move in with him, keep your rooms. Make them into a bigger studio or a craft room or just a place to go be fully you. Nap there. I have that.”
“Oh, a crafting suite might be just the thing. I love to create art.”
“You do. So do I. And you’d have room for a kids’ table too. Contain that glitter in one area,” Lars murmured sagely.
“Glitter…” He shuddered.
“I know, right? It is not pretty. Ours are too young happily, but Grant is not. Gods help us.”
He blinked, lowered his chin. “Grant could spray glitter all over the entire house with a thought. Thewholehouse.”
“I know it’s a horrifying thought, isn’t it? We try to control that and let him know that restraint is important.”
“We do because oh my goddess…” He could just see that. Poor Lachlan would lose his mind. Well, he really wouldn’t but he would be cleaning the castle along with Alban for weeks. “Poor Samuel.”
“Samuel can hold his own. He’s so damn calm, but not only that? He’ssmart.”
“He is.” Kieran liked him so much too. Oh, everyone he’d met in the wing was dear. They really were.
“Grant’s a good boy. He’s just…”
Kieran winked over. “A little boy?”
“Yeah. he’s a little boy, and he’s learning all about what he needs to do.” Lars shrugged. “I think he’s going to take over for Logan at some point, like a hundred years from now.”
Kieran arched an eyebrow. “Really, you think so?”
“Yeah, I do.”
“Not Kaden?” That was surprising. He thought Lars would be eager to have a little guardian.
“Well, I have no idea what kind of a little boy Kaden is going to be, but we’ve got Grant. We’ve got the twins and Mari and Ari could possibly eat someone…”
Oh, he hoped he hadn’t hurt Lars’s feeling. “I didn’t mean any offense. I just thought, with two guardian parents, that’s all?—”
“I understand, but sometimes that surprises you, right? Kaden may turn out to be a healer or some kind of shaman or something.” Lars spread his hands. “It’s like you say about Micah. Who knows what he might do?”
“True enough. I can’t tell you how much it means to me, though, that you come over and have play dates and spend some time with me. I really appreciate it. I feel like I’m getting to know the wing through you and that’s going to make me brave.”
Lars’s expression softened. “I’m so glad to hear that. I want you to be brave. I want you to feel as though this is your home. I want you to feel like you can come out at any time.”
He beamed at Lars, then dared to hug his friend tight. “Thank you, friend. I want to explore the wing.”
“Then you will. But start with flying with your mate. He can give you an overview.” Lars stretched. “Okay. I might be hungry now.”
“Then we should all have lunch. Feed your new baby.”
Lars nodded. “That sounds perfect.”
It did to him too. In fact, his life was really, really good. Though he did think he might re-visit the baby discussion with Lachlan so when he went into heat it would be a non-issue.
They were both adults. He could just be honest.
He wanted another baby. He wanted to have a baby with Lachlan.
All he had to do was ask if Lachlan was ready as well.