Page 40 of The Platinum Dragon's Courageous Mate

Alban served them food with a smile. “I’ll go get Micah, hmm?”

“Oh, please.” Kieran grinned. “I can hear him being fussy now.”

“He just wants to hang out with his beloved Alban.” Alban winked at him. “Don’t worry, I’ll bring him in for kisses, and then I think he and I are going to go have a bite to eat and then play in the ball pit. We’re learning about our colors.”

Kieran sipped at his milkshake. “That’s very sweet. Do you think that he knows what you’re talking about?”

“Oh, he knows purple for sure.”

Lachlan believed that. That little boy blew purple balls of sparkle.

“He likes to gather all the purple balls. Today we’re going to try to separate purple, red, yellow, blue, and green into different corners of the ball pit.” Alban winked at him. “He matches them to my feathers.”

“If you need us…”

Lachlan growled a little bit under his breath and Alban laughed.

“I can keep Micah busy for quite a while. Don’t worry about it. If you two want to have some adult time after lunch, feel free.”

“Thank you, Alban,” Lachlan nodded to his dear friend.

Kieran’s cheeks turned bright red, but Lachlan’s didn’t so much as warm.

He wanted to love on his mate, and they needed to practice that whole baby making thing.

I want that too. Kieran’s laughter was as light as air, making him smile so hard his eyes crinkled tight.

I’m glad. We’ll say hi to Micah, finish eating, and then go for our own nap, hmm?

I do like napping with you.Kieran dug into his meal, the color in the beloved face getting stronger.

Yes. He liked napping and what came before it…

All in all, this was turning out to be an amazing day.

Chapter

Thirteen

Kieran woke in Lachlan — in their— bedroom, blinking slowly to get his bearings.

Lachlan’s bed was a dream — soft and cozy, huge and warm. He had all the pillows and blankets he wanted, his mate next to him, and they lived in a castle.

A castle with dragons who flew together.

He smiled, his world very much like a dream.

Lachlan reached over and pulled him close. “Good very-early morning, my love.”

“Go back to sleep. I was listening for Micah, that’s all.”

“Is he all right? I could go get him and let him snuggle with us.”

“Do you mind? He’s awake, but not crying.” Not yet.

“I don’t mind at all, my love.” Lachlan rose, leaving him in the warm, soft bed to put on his robe and go get Micah.

He was so lucky, and he didn’t deserve it. He hadn’t done anything to deserve it.