Page 67 of The Platinum Dragon's Courageous Mate

“Anything you want, mate.”

Kieran chuckled, feeding him a piece of cured meat. “You’re very accommodating today.”

Lachlan put a hand over his heart on his chest. “Are you saying I’m not accommodating every day?”

“No, just that you’re very humor the lunatic today.”

“Kieran, you’re not a lunatic. You’re pregnant. And I’m happy because I got all my work done, and I can hang out with you now.”

Kieran beamed at him, his cheeks going pink, and the smile he got was absolutely overjoyed. “Thank you. I am, too. I missed you the last couple of days, and I’m happy to be hanging out, doing baby things.” Kieran glanced at Micah, who was pursing his lips. “Little boy things.”

Micah giggled, holding one Li’l Smokie up in the air. “Yay! Things!”

Lachlan’s laughter rang out. He couldn’t fight it, not for love or money.

“Eat the rest of your snack, my sweet boy.”

Micah nodded seriously. “Need rooms in my tums.” He sat up to devour the rest of his food. Then he flopped over again and began snoring.

“Would you like me to put him down for a nap in our room, or just make a pallet for him here and leave him here?”

“Do you mind taking him to our rooms? That way he won’t be in the middle of the paint fumes but, if you leave the door open, he’ll be able to get up and come find us when he wakes up.”

“I can absolutely do that, my love.” He bent over the board and took a kiss from Kieran before he stood and gently hoisted Micah into his arms to carry him into the big room that sat between the two smaller ones Kieran was working on.

By the time he got back, Kieran had eaten all of the pecans and was nibbling on some cheese that was probably some sort of parmesan.

“Are you ready to hang stars, because I am here with my tallness.”

That had Kieran giggling. “Your tallness. I love that. Your alpha-ness.”

Lachlan struck a pose. “I do have that in sort of full supply.”

“My goodness yes. You are my big alpha dragon.” Kieran batted his eyelashes at Lachlan and then blew him kisses.

Lachlan lunged for him, shoving the charcuterie board out of the way and taking a nice long kiss.

That just made Kieran giggle harder and cling to his neck. “I really want to finish Micah’s room today so we can put the furniture back in and he can sleep here tonight.”

“See how you are.” Lachlan sighed. “But I hear and obey.”

“I like that in an alpha.” Kieran stole another kiss, then rubbed their noses together. “Do you have any thoughts about what you want to decorate the baby’s room in?”

He shrugged. “Well, no matter what we choose, we could change it when she’s old enough to have an opinion and express it.” He pursed his lips as he thought, rocking Kieran gently. “What do you feel about fun, fat baby dragons flying through the air, having bottles, and playing, being in the clouds? I could paint clouds on the ceiling, even.”

“Oh, how cute. You do have the best ideas, love.”

“You like it? Really?” He would never step on Kieran’s toes but he had a feeling that if Kieran had a plan, he would have told him and not asked for Lachlan’s opinion.

Not that Kieran was bossy or in any way difficult to deal with, but this was his purview. He was the one who was going to have strong feelings about the baby’s room because he’d be spending a lot of time there, changing the baby and reading stories and just generally being in the space more than Lachlan.

“I genuinely love it. I think it would be wonderful. Do we paint the little dragons on the walls or do we get decals or what do you think?”

“Let me ask Alban where he sources that sort of thing from or if he can paint it. I think clouds are about the extent of my artistic talent.”

That had his mate, giggling madly, squeezing his neck. “That and hanging stars, right?”

“Precisely.” He rose, lifting Kieran with him, and he went to move the charcuterie board outside the door of the room into the hallway so they didn’t step in it.